Novel & Cerita Amature Wife

3RD POV: “Why are you so far away? Come here.” He stretched out his hand but his phone which was on the chair began to ring and the caller ID was My Wife ❤ ️. They looked at each other and Amber said, “I'm done for now, call me when you need something.” She dismissed how she might be feeling and moved closer to him placing a warm kiss on his lips and he grabbed her neck deepening the kiss, ignoring his wife calling him.

Her phone lit up again. I walked over. On the screen was a preview of WhatsApp notifications: James: [Your husband came today, I’m so scared. [Will he hurt our child? [When are you coming to see Noah? He says he misses his Mom.] The shower was silent.

the woman asked, noticing that Jared seemed to be really concerned about the woman sitting in front of him. 'I've been around Jared quite frequently for the past five years, but never have I seen another woman like her around him, let alone one whom he would display so much affection to. This is interesting,' the woman thought. "My wife," Jared coldly replied. "You're married? How was I not aware of that?" she asked, her startled voice becoming louder. In response, Jared frowned, and a hint of irritation crossed his eyes. "Just do your job properly. There's no need for you to poke your nose into my personal affairs."

Beside her, Adrian showed no visible reaction whatsoever, as though being interrogated at dinner was a completely normal part of his routine. William shook his head lightly. “When I proposed to my wife, I spent three entire weekends following her through boutiques pretending to have opinions about lace.” “You complained the entire time,” Evelyn corrected calmly before taking another sip of wine. “That’s not the point.” “It seems very relevant to the point.” Selena bit the inside of her cheek to stop herself from laughing. Somehow, hearing William Kingston casually talk about arguing with his wife over wedding dresses felt surreal. This was still the same man capable of making half the countr

Amber bite her lips in panic, she has implicated sister Evelyn, she has forgotten that her sister was keeping and sharing some many secret with her, now not only one person has heard but 300 million people, she throw her cell phone on the bed and she fidget with her fingers, what could she do, Evelyn private matter has been casted to the whole world, she must find a way to help her boss and sister. She now understands that the title clumsy Amber was made for no one except her. She picked up her cell phone from her bed and she replied, "I don't know the movie titled My husband was very good, I would also watch it and recommend it to others." She prays this should work and Evelyn would play al

When he pulled away, his voice dropped low, meant only for her. “Don’t misunderstand this,” he said quietly. “You have my name—but nothing else.” Amara’s chest tightened. Before she could respond, applause erupted around them. Cameras flashed. Smiles were expected. Lucas turned away from her without another word. And as Amara stood alone at the altar—now a wife—she realized something terrifying. She hadn’t just married a stranger. She had married a man who already hated her.

I stood at the door of the church chapel and watched my wife, Olivia Spencer, lean into the arms of another man. That man was my younger brother, David Spencer. David complained, “This rosary really digs into the skin.” “Then, take it off for me.” Olivia had always treasured her rosary. She would not even let me touch it. Yet, my brother was teasingly lifting it between his lips and pulling it from her neck. He tossed it to the floor like it was worthless.

My sister is on my husband's lap. She laughs. He smiles at her. A hand resting on her bare thigh. An intimacy that is no game. It is real. It is owned. And I am one too many. I approach. The floor seems unstable. My legs are cotton. But I walk anyway. Because one does not flee what one needs to see. Even if it destroys. She sees me. And she smiles. A smile that says: you're too late. "Well, well… look who's showing up."

olded, cheeks flushing as she waddled towards her mother-in-law. “Oh please,” Anna groaned. “Someone spray him with cold water before he fucks her right here.” ⸻ They spent the afternoon setting up activities, not the regular camping kind, of course. Well, Victoria had scheduled card games, charades, a wine-and-cheese tasting table that was also a bingo station, and a romantic playlist floating through invisible speakers hidden in the trees. The whole thing felt more like a high-society reality show than a family getaway, and Rachel adored every second of it. Especially when she caught Nathan watching her from across the clearing, his mouth curved into that lazy, head-over-heels smirk t

Abigail Laurentia Verz: “It is okay, Mom. Massimo and I are trying to stay in this fake marriage. Yeah, but how long can we last? I am not sure about that, especially since my husband is known as a playboy, until Uncle G only knows about it. I swear that I never bad mouthed my spouse to him.” That young lady again remembered about the epic dinner event for her. This time, Amber could only exhale because she could not deny every word her biological daughter said. A woman who is always patient with her husband's annoying behavior. Abby turned her attention toward the door, but there was no sign of the penthouse owner getting there yet. This made the girl feel relieved because Massimo did not k