Amanda Cerny Husband Novels & Stories

“Finding another woman now will only fuel the rumors that he married for convenience.” “It’s actually the opposite, dear,” said Alexander, her husband. “Amanda’s family didn’t have much wealth, and even after she married Miguel, their assets didn’t grow at all.” Caroline huffed, and I sighed. I hadn’t come there to discuss my love life—or to talk about Amanda. Her death still tore at me. I felt like I could never forget her. I could love her until my last breath, but none of them could ever know that. The only person who knew my relationship with Roberta was a façade was Nataniel.

Catherine could not help but probe, "You seem to... know each other well." "Yes, we do," said Winfield. "I can't believe you forgot, Catherine. Well, I can't blame, you. Back then, my husband was still the new CEO of the Wright Diamond Corporation." Amanda offered her hand to Catherine and said, "I came here once and introduced myself as Sarah's friend." Shifting her gaze to Winfield, Amanda revealed, "Your wife did not allow me to see Samantha back then."

I said, my voice slicing through the room like a blade, “the hell do you think you’re doing?” Amanda’s hand didn’t flinch. If anything, her smile widened—sweet and saccharine, the kind of smile that hides a knife. “Emily,” she cooed, her tone infuriatingly calm. “Don’t be so dramatic. My husband had an accident. I’m simply checking on him. You refused to let me see him, remember?” My husband. The words were a slap. I laughed. A sharp, humorless sound that burned on the way out. “Oh, really? How many times have I told you, Amanda? He’s not your husband. Not now. Not ever. Get. Out.”

Suck my cock while your husband watches. Feel my thick cum dripping down your throat as I ruin your married wet pussy in front of him. On New Year’s Eve, frustrated wife Lily-Rose’s boring marriage explodes when her husband Jimmy confesses his darkest fantasy he wants to watch a real man destroy her. Enter Jax, a dangerous, tattooed biker with a massive vein cock and zero mercy. What starts as one filthy night of being used,spanged,choked, and filled with hot cum turns into an addiction Lily-Rose can’t escape. Torn between her safe husband and the biker who owns every hole and every moan, Lily-Rose must decide how far she’ll go to feel truly alive. Dirty.pleasured, Raw. Unforgettable. Wi

I said. He hadn't even sat down when I asked him, "What stage of the divorce are we in right now?" Mitchell frowned as he looked up at me. "I'm not divorcing you, Cherie Hudson." I was taken aback at that. Shortly after, I scoffed and said, "I thought you'd be super eager about it. But would your daughter and your mistress agree to you not divorcing me, Mitchell?" When he heard me say that, he quickly explained himself. "You've misunderstood. It was all a trap set by Bianca. I never had any children with her. Not in the past and certainly never in the future! If you don't believe me, I can take a DNA test—"

I breathed, my voice barely a whisper. I couldn’t believe my husband was having an affair with his secretary—in our own home. I wanted to rush in and confront them, but my legs refused to move. All I could do was cry. "Wait, Lucas—what if your boring wife comes down here and sees us?" Amanda’s voice drifted toward me. "Don’t worry about that bitch. I told her not to leave our room until I say so, and she’ll obey—she loves me too much to defy me." "When are you going to leave that plain, dull wife of yours? You promised me once you got your dad’s shares, you’d end things with her. I don’t want to be your mistress forever—not when I’m the one you’ve loved from the start."

Just throwing away a hundred million to play a casino-related wealth product. "Are these the only ones I have to sign?" Esteban looked at the wristwatch again. "I have to pick up my husband from work so I'll end this meeting here." "Y-yes, S-sir..." It stuttered. "Are you married?" Andrew nervously laughed softly. “Yes. She’s Hadrianna Lazaro-Montecillo. My wife.” Amanda felt the joy and pride in every word he uttered.

We were in the banquet hall, and although there were few guests, everyone enjoyed themselves and watched the beautiful couple dancing. "Mr Bardly, I am pregnant and not in the mood to talk to you. I know you never liked me when I was married to Jake. We never had much to do with each other. Your father was our client when I was married to Jake. Technically, we are married but busy with our divorce," Amanda says. She seems slightly nervous, which is why she is talking so much.

He regards it as the most efficient way to communicate with others. “No offence, but are you Riley’s wife?” “I used to be. But soon, I won’t be.” “I thought you might deny it.” “With all due respect, there’s no need. It’s a fact. The one who’s always wanted to deny it has been Riley, not me. Besides, you already figured it out.” “So… that night?” Amanda gives a wry smile. “I miscarried that night. It was Riley’s child.” Shawn’s smile begins to wane. “I’m sorry to hear that. Does Riley know that?”

She was just about to leap to her feet and explain everything when Sherah piped up, laughing sheepishly, "Ahem! Um, Carmela, this is Celena's husband, Liam Cole." "Haha!" the woman burst into a hearty but sarcastic laughter. "Tsk! I thought he stumbled into the wrong room by mistake! So this is Celena's husband, eh? I heard rumors about Celena having a good-for-nothing as her husband, but I refused to believe it was true, but I guess I was wrong."