Amor Después Del Matrimonio Novels & Stories

So I turn Amory to face me, I lift her into my arms as she locks her legs around me, and kiss her as I push myself into her. Amory whimpers and moans out into my mouth, before biting my bottom lip. When she lets go, I suck on her neck like a vacuum not giving a fuck if it marks her or not! She screams out my name and trembles through her orgasm before I release right into her. I mean, she’s probably pregnant right now anyway so what difference does it make at this point? “Mi Amor, solo yo de ahora en adelante. Eres mío”, (my love, only me from now on. You’re mine) I say through my huskiness as she leans back against the wall while still in my arms. “Solo tuyo”, (only yours) she whines. “Siem

Amora couldn’t bring herself to drag him down by starting a relationship with her—a single mother. Especially now, her status had changed. She was a married woman. Amora had no intention of creating any scandal that could disgrace her or Regis. Although her marriage to Regis hadn’t been publicly announced, Amora didn’t want to stir up any trouble. Her current life was much better than before, and she didn’t want to ruin it. She believed Noel would find the right woman who could love him wholeheartedly. A soft smile spread across Amora’s lips as she glanced at Noel once more. “You look very handsome tonight, Noel. I almost didn’t recognize you.”

Don't you think you're overdoing it. You should've talked to me privately about your wish.. now what will brother in-law think of me. I'm a man mother. And a man isn't scared of anything not even death itself. Talking about powers and the ability to cheat death... it's as if you've questioned my fighting skills.. hahaha.."Amor chuckled. Meri was right, it was high time Amor found someone to marry. That someone who'd melt his locked heart and teach him to love again. Amor had locked his heart for repair after Sandra's betrayal.

She thought about how she found out she was pregnant after their divorce, and how she miscarried with it not even a week after. The cause of her miscarriage was eating abortion-inducing pills, supplemented to her by her other best friend, Jasmine James, who she didn't know desperately loved Albert Matthews and tried to seduce him every chance she got, to no avail, because he only loved her - even after their divorce, and he did lots of things for her without her knowledge, ‘Had I known’, she lamented, ‘I would’ve gotten more time with him’ ‘I’m sorry, honey’, she said, voice almost too low.

It was all damn fast! But what she's seeing right now from the married couple, they looked so in love. The 'spark' is evident whenever their eyes met. Amara already told Maylene some things about marriage, that it's not easy like if you two have misunderstandings, you can propose a break up and separation but it's not really like that. Maylene also clearly told her that she would never do something that she would regret in the end. Amara pouted like a kid. She's happy that Maylene already found the right mam for him while her--"

There is a faint tightening in his jaw when he says it, and I can't tell whether it is the idea of him being the father of my future child, or the fact that I've gotten married to him without ever having known anything about him besides his name and status. “I may be your husband now,” he says, his voice rigid, “but if I wasn’t already clear before, I do not want you. So don’t expect anything romantic from me. Do not expect any love, or loyalty. Do not expect a partner from me.” I keep my face still despite how each word stings. He is simply setting terms, as if outlining another clause from the contract. I should have expected this. He didn't want this marriage either... but there is no rea

“I did tell you, but you said I couldn't even raise one child properly, let alone two. You're the one who didn't want that baby. You said you only wanted to focus on Max.” “I'm so sorry, Wendy, I'm so sorry…” I yawned. “You should be sorry. You're still an asshole, and I'll never forgive you. Don't call me again from now on, thank you very much.” After that, I hung up and slept until morning. During a conversation with a friend sometime later, I heard that Pearl had drugged James to get herself pregnant, but he did not intend to marry her. Instead, he asked her to get an abortion, but she refused. She interfered in the company's affairs as the boss's wife and chased away many of his assistan

he asks with a raised eyebrow. I nod. Inside the envelope are a series of photographs. They are pictures of letters with dates ranging from the present day and up to almost two months ago. About the time Amber and I were married. In fact, the letters appear to be from her. At least, this appears to be her handwriting. In all the notes, some long and some shorter, Amber explains in detail to Sebastian how much she misses him. The messages are clear. Amber complains about our marriage. She explains how she gave in to her lust purely out of spite, but now feels she is trapped with me.

Her attempt to appear relaxed, despite her obvious tension, was endearing. "It's okay. As long as you're here, I'm happy," Spencer said, his deep black eyes filled with affection. "Oh my god!" Lucille thought. "Spencer has become so good at being romantic. Where did he learn all this? Is this really his first relationship?" The idea of falling in love after marriage overwhelmed her. Whenever Spencer mentioned "legal", she found herself unable to argue. The contract they had signed before seemed useless now. Eventually, Lucille had to admit defeat. No matter what she said, Spencer had an argument to counter it.

In the days that followed, we began spending time together. Matteo made time to accompany me to prenatal checkups and listened patiently as the doctor explained what I needed to be careful about. When my mood was low, he took me on walks around the estate and told funny stories to cheer me up. He remembered all my preferences and surprised me when I least expected it. I began trying to let go of the pain of the past and slowly accepted this man who was willing to treat me sincerely. Perhaps a marriage alliance was not such a bad thing, after all. It might bring my child and me a truly stable and happy future.