Amateur Wife Interracial Novels & Stories

Not to forget the way her fingers were playing with her blouses top button and her eyes giving him those seductive glares. "Who let you in? You can't just walk in like you own this damn place!" "Oh come on Ash ! I used to come here every day and we used to enjoy here in this room every night." Ashton was getting irritated,why can't this woman understand that he is a married man now. "I know your boring wife can never give you what I offer you right now...so..? You in?" "Listen, Amanda, we just had a fling and it was over 2 years back! Why are you being so damn persistent!"

He looks expensive. "Yeah, I see him." I say "Well, that's my husband. We had a fight at home, and now he's trying to make me jealous." "Is this a thing now? Like a trend for couples?" I ask, unable to wrap my head around it. "Oh, no, not at all. We just happened to be with weird partners." She says easily and laughs. "My name is Carol." She says, observing me. "What's your name?" "Uhh... My name is Barry" I respond, trying not to tear my attention from Violet.

“Lauren Ke… I mean, Lauren Astor.“ “That happens. My wife needed the first six months to say my name with hers. Thank God she is good at this now.“ “I like your wife. She is an amazing actress.“ “That she is. Good at everything is her trait.” He smiled. “You still didn’t tell me whom you are looking for?” “My husband,” I looked around the room, sipping more liquor.

“But, how is it that you were married to her all these years and didn’t even know what she liked to eat? That’s pretty pathetic for a husband…” “Ex-husband,” Adam corrected with a smirk. “What about you?” I snapped, glaring at Arlington. “Your pathetic pining for my wife from a distance, for years, has clearly gotten you nowhere. Talk about pathetic…” Arlington froze for a moment before smiling politely. “Not so distant, I admit.” “You are not the father of my child,” I replied, stepping aside for a nurse who had come down the corridor. “And neither are you, Adam.” “You’re sure of that?” Adam asked, crossing his arms. “How many times have you slept with Alice over the years? A dozen? Less?”

My makeup was flawless, thanks to the professionals' expertise. Inside, the ballroom was alive with energy. Groups of contractors and investors were engaged in conversation, while the media rushed around, cameras flashing. Whispers followed me. “Is that her… the daughter of Silverwood?” “The one who chose her father’s company over her husband’s?” “She’s… stunning.” I didn’t turn back. I kept walking, a calm smile resting on my lips. For the first time, I wasn’t building for vultures who called themselves my husband and his ungrateful family. I was building for myself, my father. And my unborn children.

“You may call me Edward, Mrs Shaw. And it was my wife who headed the decoration company that made this stunning beauty happen. I agree with you, it is indeed very stunning.” Natalia nods and accepts his hand. “You may call me Natalia, Edward.” She smiles warmly at him. “And bravo to your wife for doing such a great job.” “And this is Mrs Wallbanger and Miss DuPont. This man here is Mr Razier.” Noah continues. “Everyone, this is my wife, Mrs Natalia Shaw.” Natalia smiles and looks at all of them with a smile on her face. “I am pleased to meet you all.”

"You always wanted me to go public with our relationship, right? Fine. I'll tell everyone about us. There. Happy? You want a candlelit dinner? I'll have it with you. You want a ring? I'll buy it." Caleb had been quietly listening up until that point. But now he spoke up, his voice full of hurt. "Alexia..." She didn't have time for him. She grabbed me and started introducing me to the coworkers. "Everyone, I haven't properly introduced you. This is Elliot, my husband. We've been married for seven years. Caleb and I are just normal coworkers. The only reason I was good to Caleb was because of his talent. From now on, stop spreading rumors about us. My husband doesn't have a big heart for that

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de