Aloof Woman Novels & Stories

"Do you think there is a sensible wife who will agree to what you want?" "Well, I'd like to think that you're not a typical, boring wife. I can see you as a modern and conventional woman— someone who's open to possibilities and ideas outside of the norms of society." She gave out a sarcastic laugh. "No, you're not asking me to be open-minded. You want me to be stupid." "If that's what you think, I can't do anything about it. I have no control over your interpretations." "Stay away from our lives. Leave my husband," she firmly said.

"I know what powerful men like you need. If you would just let me, I would treat you right. I know all these things very well. I know my spice. I know how to make you feel like a man. I will take away all this tension from your body, especially once you have after fighting." "Just shut up!” Alfonso snaps irritation. There is already a dangerous tone to his voice. "I am not even related to you but I am ashamed of you. You're a desperate old woman throwing herself at any male who she thinks she can gain from.” My mother loves nervously."Old? I'm not old,” she proceeds to turn around so she can show her body to him. This is when I noticed that she has changed her clothes and she is wearing ling

she explained with a big smile. "Is that true? Then is it true that he is a mafia head? Then who is that woman? his wife?” asked Alicia. “Head of the Mafia…well I have to correct it, used to be the head of the mafia..now no, the woman he was with is not his wife…more like… hmmm…” she is silent and seemed to think of the right term. “Fuck buddy, she is a woman from Asia and a widow with one child, her child just died two weeks ago… a little girl named… Raine??”

the woman muttered. Looking at Ava's cold eyes, the woman smiled and felt bored. Then she left. Seeing this scene, Ava's slightly cold eyes eased a little. This woman's words were very hateful, but she was also a poor and boring person. Women, especially a lonely woman, always made people feel sorry for them.

Aili even after getting a clear vision had a hard time in finding out who she was. Even with the real Aili’s memories, she was quite unable to predict, who that woman might be with a golden purple wig that was tied into two pony tails. She gave a similar vibe as a Joker card and even styled herself like that. “Oh, my! You don’t know who I am, right! So, how about playing a guessing game?” the woman said while circling around Aili. Aili after getting a clear vision looked at her surrounding. After smelling all kind of oil, she started to wonder whether that woman spilled oil on her or water! Her hands and body were shaking and she was really very scared but then she took a deep breath.

“Just a friend and nothing more. And please, don’t tell my husband about this.” He nodded and used his fingers to zip his mouth as though he was practising a mime. “Why don’t you three go to a love garden or better still get a room?!” An angry woman hissed from behind. Gideon made a shocking face. I turned to the woman. She was around my mum's age, a bit overweight, and had very light yellowish-white hair that ended just below her neck, curling inward. “I’m so sorry, madam,” I apologized. “We are almost done and will be out of your way soon.”

Three of them. A woman—elegant, in her fifties, the type of grace that smells like old money and danger. A man in, late forties, forgettable but with a face that might haunt a child’s nightmare. And a third, a younger man in his thirties, awkwardly handsome but with a cold gaze I couldn’t shake. They all watched me like I was a chess piece. “She must be the Alpha’s fake bride,” the woman said, her voice laced with amusement, not venom—but it burned all the same.

But as painful as this was, it was clear that if she stayed, she was just going to become the other woman in her marriage. Her voice trembled with a mix of pain and resolve, “I can’t do this anymore Derek. It’s clear you have already made your choice, so I won’t get in your way again. I’ve given everything to this marriage and it’s still not enough. I’m still not enough. Go ahead and have everything you want with her. I won’t fight for you anymore.” “Here’s your phone. You dropped it when you were rushing to her side.” Leah dropped the phone on the couch, grabbed her suitcase, and walked away from him.

“She’s not married. Never depended on a man, and I never think she will.” The woman walked in just then. Her hair was tied in a rough bun at the top of her head. As she walked past me, I inhaled an ever-stronger aroma of vanilla and sugar. She was very simple with her dressing. A simple top and jeans. She shot me a pretty smile. “Violet?” She asked, and I nodded almost too enthusiastically. “Luna has spoken about you countless times. You’re even prettier than she described.” “And just like that, you forgot about me,” Lynn said, faking a sad face. The woman placed her hand on Lynn’s thigh and whispered words that made her laugh.

Moana * The woman in the black-and-white picture had blonde, straight, long hair with a beautiful smile on her lips. So the moment I saw her, I knew who she could be. She didn’t need to be introduced. Everyone knew that Alaric had always loved one woman in his life, and that was his wife. And the woman in the picture could be none other than his wife, for sure. Maybe I was overthinking. Maybe I was assuming stories on my own.