Aisha Dee Husband Novels & Stories

She slammed the door and stormed inside, her voice carrying through the halls. “Tessa!” Her friend appeared almost instantly from the living room, worry etched into her face. “What? What happened?” Ayisha didn’t answer immediately. She was pacing, her chest heaving as she tried to force the words out. “Damien,” she finally spat, as though the name itself was poison. Tessa frowned. “What about him?” “He’s married.” Ayisha’s voice cracked on the word. “Married, with children. An entire family he never told me about. I showed up at his house and his wife opened the door, Tessa. His wife!”

There was nothing left for him or her to say each other. ************* Aisha got to the factory and met her husband drawing a design. She stood at the entrance, staring at him. She missed how handsome he looked when he was working. Everyone stopped working when they noticed her presence. Her ethereal black beauty could be felt,she looked like a black goddess. The sudden silence made Dami look up. He saw what made everyone stop what they were doing;his wife. His wife was standing at the entrance. What was Aisha doing here? . He stood up subtly handing over his design to one of the workers. He then hurried to meet his wife who was still standing at the entrance. Everyone continued working when

I mean, how could they kidnapped a little child who was so innocent". "It always ponder me too, dear". ******* "So, what's this your Father's name?". "Yusuf" "What?! That's my husband's name! I mean, he bears same name with my husband. What a loser! Thank goodness my husband is not like him. So, what about his profession?" "He's a doctor" "What? Same profession too? This is just too coincidence" "I know, right". I said as we both laugh. ********* "Wow Aisha, this is very serious! You know, I've heard about something like this but not everything in similar.... I think you really have to meet Fatima's husband, I'm very sure you two will get along so well......". He suggest.

She just wanted to eat quickly and fill her empty stomach. "Very well, Madam." Asih exited Dea's room. "So... what should I do?" she asked herself. For the past few days, she hadn't met Aiden. And after visiting her parent's house, she hadn't interacted with her husband at all. Even during dinner with her in-laws, Dea remained silent and engaged only in conversation with Rita and Kusuma.

She has the right to be and after all, her name is Aisha and they're known for their strong jealousy. She gulped back the jealousy itching to make itself known and let her eyes wander around her husband's outfit. He looks stunning handsome, clasped in blue jeans and white casual shirt that stopped around his upper arm, showing his muscular arms. She blinked at the veins that pop out with each twist if his hand before hitting her head mentally, she should not stare like that, but damn that was amazing. "Done!" Dazed, she blinked her lashes two times before looking at what he had done. It's a different style from the one she does but very beautiful in it's own way.

The wedding starts shortly after our conversation diminishes. Isaiah comes down the aisle first, and then Elise, to some strange music that I know she hates. But she plastered a faux smile on her face, making it seem as though she is truly in love with Isaiah, making everyone believe, for just a moment that they want this marriage.

Dee stepped out and the cameras went off everywhere and voices called his name from every direction and he walked into it without flinching, without slowing, like a man who had been inside bigger storms than this and found them unremarkable. Iris stepped out beside him. The cameras found her within seconds. Questions came fast and overlapped. Most at Dee. Who is she? Is that his wife? What is her name? Dee turned and held out his hand. She took it. His fingers closed around hers and he walked her toward the entrance and the two security men moved ahead of them without a word exchanged. One journalist got louder than the rest. "Mr. Ashford, can you tell us your wife's name?"

"Yes madam, anything for the boys?" "Yes, I want you to take someone off the picture for me... She snatched my boyfriend and their planning for a wedding. Her name is Aisha Akorede, I'll send you her picture through WhatsAppp. She's pregnant and looks innocent but its all a lie, she's a wicked witch!" "Really? Don't worry madam, consider it done. Send me her address right away..." "Okay, thanks." "Bye..." *** Iya ibegi: A mother of twins Alhamdulillah : Thank God *** Vote & Comment

She said it with a smile. "Thank you for the compliment, Mrs. Woods. Yet your contracted husband is a specialist in every area. You are incredibly lucky to have a husband like that—one with model-like looks, culinary prowess on par with a chef at a five-star hotel, and the ability to create a stunning garment out of nothing more complicated than a set of bedsheets for his wife. Being with you made me realize how many talents I possess." Despite my best attempts, I was unable to keep a smile on my face when she referred to our marriage as a "contracted marriage." I didn't want to show how horrible I felt about it.

And she tolerated till now. Although it was like a worst scene a wife could imagine to have, but she felt relieved when Vincent confirmed that the girl is too close with his friends circles. So she isn't doing it to Vincent only. Other than her, Vincent is a caring and loving husband what most of the women want them in their lives. He is breathtakingly handsome, gorgeous, brilliant, extraordinarily strong. He is the self-made billionaire with his picture being covered in every single biggest Magazines in the world. So, having a husband is like blessing. Especially for a woman like Emma Downey who lives up to her heart not wealth, she is fully satisfied with his love and attention until three