Aggressive Wife Novel Novels & Stories

"I don't see what's making you so angry? Well... I have to tell Rodriguez I won't be at work tomorrow." *** "Where were you?" Rodriguez heard his wife quizzed him Immediately he got in. "What do you mean?" He played dumb. "I mean, you came early than expected. Are you ok?" "Of course I am. The deal just closed early." She almost choked heating him say the 'deal' like it was some casual manner. It took every bit of her not to reveal to him what she knew. She was living with a cold-blooded murderer and she had no idea, it was absolutely chilling.

I walked toward the stairs but stop in the midst as I heard someone talking, I turn around and saw Susannah, dry-cleaning Agastya's bare chest while he is laying on the sofa. My eyes flared and my insides burned with anger, I walked toward them and saw Agastya sleeping without any notice of world, any of his surroundings. And she is taking his advantage. I tapped on her shoulder harshly, making her look at me. She frowned as if she is irritated, by me. She is nothing like old Susannah. "Why the fuck you are touching my husband? " I ask, angrily. "Because, you his wife, were sleeping like a horse," she replied and went back on dabbing wet cloth over his body.

The woman has left. ~~~~~ Someone came in to hang out at the bar where Naneth was. A woman noticed that. “Oh! There you are! Speaking of the devil. She is here alone. Why are you here, Naneth? Did you fight with my cousin? Unfortunately, you are so ambitious that my cousin just married you. Gold digger, you bitch.” The pissed-off woman said. “What did you say? You bitch, too! I am not a gold digger, and it is not my habit to extort money from my husband. You know nothing about my husband and my life,” so shut up.” Naneth said angrily.

Mine had already drained away, replaced by something colder, heavier—worry. My thoughts spun as I stared out the window. I couldn’t keep clashing with him like this. That ridiculous book, The Perfect Wife, flashed through my mind—its chapters on handling dominant men. Softness. Vulnerability. Subtle rebellion. A woman with fire, but without the flames. Sweet enough to draw in. Dangerous enough to chase.

“No. But you’re my wife, and that’s what wives do—bend over so their husband can fuck them.” “Asshole.” I shook my head. “Couples fight. They get angry with each other. Life goes on.” His powerful arms hung by his sides, the cords in his skin prominent along his muscles. He had been much kinder to me yesterday, but once our clothes were off, he turned into this aggressive man. A man who needed sex more than anything else. “My wife is the sexiest woman in the goddamn world, and I’m not an asshole for wanting to screw her. It doesn’t matter how pissed off you make me, I’m gonna want you as much as I did last night. So take off those goddamn clothes and bend over.”

His form is slightly trembling, fists clenched to his sides and eyes glaring menacingly at Asher. “What is wrong with you?” Asher mutters, aggressively fixing his suit. “Ask yourself that, brother. What are you doing here cornering my wife in a locked room?” Agnor bites out, voice still as thunderous. “I don't need to explain what I do with my woman” Asher grumbles, turning to me, “Blue” Asher can barely complete my name when Agnor returns for his collar and pulls him towards him, face to face. “She is not your woman anymore. She is Blue Agnor Vorozi. Wife of Agnor Vorozi and you know well how much I hate when you claim what's mine” Agnor grits out.

Humiliation and fury churned inside me as I said, "Sinead, I don't care what excuses you have. The two of you have dirtied my home. Get out. Both of you." Dirty. Sinead finally realized she had crossed a line. She released her grip, and her tone softened. "I'm sorry. I was just afraid you would..." She trailed off and shook her head. "Forget it. We both need some time to calm down." She was afraid I would hurt Zachary. Or maybe she was afraid I would cause a scene and expose the truth. It was all the same. The only way I could stay calm was by falling back on my usual restraint. This house belonged to me before we got married, and their presence disgusted me. "Get out."

Diki replied making Mini and Rangga look at each other and quickly look away. "You suck!" mocked Diki with a cynical smile. Diki who wants to launch the action again. Right when Novi suddenly stood up and walked cursing in front of the television which was the size of a cinema screen in the living room. "It's really cool to be a woman, already knowing that her husband is cheating on her and has a lot of mistresses. I still want it, a husband like that should just be kneaded with chili sauce and then kicked into the sea." Novi cursed angrily in front of the television.

I said calmly. Her eyes bug out then nodded. “Yes sure. I’m sorry.” After Jana left, Yelle also said her goodbye. "I'm leaving too, you're being possessive now." She said teasingly. When the two left, my husband turned to me. "What was that wife?" I raised my brow. “What do you mean?” “The thing that you just did.” I smirked. “I thought you want me to get jealous and be possessive of you?” Suddenly he bit his lower lip. It seems like he is keeping himself from smiling. He kissed and hugged me tightly. "That's my girl!" He whispered.

As its name suggests it is also a trigger. "You said it, it looks like you know what's inside. Jack has been attracted to others. What does he think of our family? Accepting garbage? After someone fuck you, you'll make Jack accept the bastard you carrying. You have a thick face woman!" Marites said without hesitation. Marisol's twin.