Abandoned Husband Dominates Novels & Stories

She tossed her hair and folded her arms, chin tilted high with smug defiance. “Let’s be honest, Evelyn. Everyone knows Harrison dumped you. To hide the humiliation, you grabbed the first man off the street. A stray dressed up in borrowed suits, driving borrowed cars, pretending to be someone he’s not. That’s your husband? A beggar clinging to you just to look respectable?” Murmurs broke out. The words landed sharp, but before I could respond, Dominic’s hand closed over mine. He stepped forward, his presence so commanding that silence rippled through the room.

“Please fuck me, Dominic. I need your cock inside me. Please—” He pressed the head against my entrance, stretching me open, but didn’t push in. “More. Tell me who you want.” “You. Only you.” He fed me another inch, then stopped. The stretch was maddening. “Curse his name.” My eyes flew open. “What?” “Curse Ethan,” he growled, eyes blazing with possessive fire. “Tell me you don’t want him. Tell me you only want your husband’s cock ruining this tight little pussy.”

I was a nobody orphan from a humble background, but my husband, Ethan Sterling, was the heir to one of America's wealthiest old-money families. He defied his entire family to marry me. But as I lay on the operating table, about to give birth, he stood before me, embracing Iris, putting on a show in front of everyone. Because Iris donated bone marrow to save his mother's life. The night before her own engagement, her fiancé betrayed her, and the trauma wiped her memory clean. Now the only thing she knew for certain was that Ethan Sterling was her husband.

People weren’t only defending me anymore. They were furious. Mirabel stole her friend’s crush. Then stole her husband years later. Then tried to destroy her reputation. What kind of person does that? She’s actually evil. How do you confidently confess to defamation on live television? Another thread. >I can’t believe Dominic. He divorced his wife because of this woman? >Worst husband of the year. >He believed another woman over his own wife. >He deserves every bit of regret he’s living with now. More posts.

AURIELLE Dominic grabs my waist and pins me to the bed so fast that I didn’t have time to react. My back hit the mattress. Dominic hovered over me, his hands holding my wrists above my head. "What are you doing?" I gritted out, hands flat against his chest, like that could actually stop him. "Listening to my wife." His voice was low, almost lazy. "And making our marriage look real." "You're insane." I gulped, hating how my pulse betrayed me. "I have things to do, I need to go."

"Zach has been unruly lately and even got together with his assistant. Father, you should step in and do something." "What's the fuss about it?" The old master snorted coldly. "The point is that this woman is a divorced woman with a child," Master Quimby reminded. "What's wrong with a divorced woman? It's better than a married woman who gets involved with a married man!" the old master retorted. The man's face instantly turned red. "Father!" "I told you, I'm not your father. Ever since you abandoned your wife and son to get involved with that disgusting woman, I don't have a son like you. Zach doesn't have a shameless father like you either!”

♡VIRANICA POV♡ Till today I never seen a guy abducting his wife for honeymoon what the hell did I accept him as my husband no way but why the hell I married him I'm laying on bed and thinking all these things he lifted me and took to watch sunset I'm feeling sleepy and slept off on him only in the morning when I opened I seen him sleeping still I tried to move but his hold on me was too tight he opened his eyes and said "escaping from husband is not good kitten" I rolled my eyes he chuckled why he never gets angry oops my mistake he gets angry when I tries to harm myself

"What?! Get away from me!" "What if I don't want to? Come with me!" He tightened his grip on my arms. "I said let me go!" "Dude, let go." I narrowed my eyes at the man who approached us. "Why, who are you, huh? If I'm yours, I won't try to interfere." "I'm her husband. What are you going to do now?" I felt the man gradually let go of my arms. "Tsk! Next time, take care of your wife." I covered my ears and then walked away from them.

During an annual meeting, a woman discreetly pulled me aside and whispered, "Aren't you going to do something, Mrs. Myers? Quinn's stuck to Mr. Myers' side like a leech every day. Rumors are spreading throughout the entire company." I looked at Jonathan and Quinn, who were standing a distance away, clinking glasses with each other. I smiled and said, "Let them spread." The woman was stunned. She probably didn't expect me to respond that way. However, what the woman didn't know was that I had investigated Jonathan and Quinn some time ago. Jonathan's name was on the deed of the apartment unit that Quinn was living in. Jonathan and I had bought that unit two months after we got married. On the