Amy Koffsky Husband Novels & Stories

Usually I kept to my personal space and did everything just like I was asked to, I never enjoyed prying into other peoples business, especially not Alex 's, he wasn't the nicest person according to rumors, although his personal assistant Jefferson had explained to me he wasn't that bad every other rumor I heard about him in the office contradicted those words. And there again was I, acting totally tough on my end, knowing damn well a whole lot was about to storm my way, with his watchful gaze on me. “your husband?.” he asked and I felt a lump in my chest as my throat ran dry, I ended up coughing awkwardly and placing the glass on the table, sucked in air hastily but he didn't budge either, h

He asked, his voice low. I shook my head, feeling my anger rise “No, Ken. We don’t need to talk. You made your choice. Let’s not revisit that.” Noah and Michael returned at that moment. Their expressions faltered as they sat on their respective seats. “What did I miss?” Noah asked, frowning. “Just a little family bonding,” I replied. “Family meeting, my foot! Your wife went off the rails and threw insults at me.” She turned to Michael. “You can’t let Noah stay married to someone so rude.”

He sighed in relief, "That's good. It's crazy how you met your father like that. But it's good enough for you." "I guess." "Where's your ex-husband by the way?" "You still call him that?" I glared at him, "His name is Damon." "Stop defending him. Where is he?" I shrugged, "He's in his room probably resting since he had an accident yesterday–" "WHAT?" I jumped in fright because of the way he shouted. Why is he so shocked? "You startled me. I just said he had an accident and–" "How is he doing now? Is he okay? Was it serious?"

he asked, his voice low and controlled, but his gaze piercing. Izzy blinked, taken aback by his tone. “What are you talking about?” “Your little coffee date,” he said, his words clipped. “With Daniel.” She frowned, crossing her arms. “He’s an old friend. We were just catching up. Why are you acting like this?” “Acting like what?” His voice was sharp, almost possessive. “You’re my wife, Izzy. And as my wife, you should think carefully about how it looks to be seen out with other men.”

Don’t wait up for me. Those were the only words that came from my husband’s mouth. Matt and Anais quickly left through the back door, while Kevin escorted me to the car, trying to avoid the journalists. When I arrived home, the silence was overwhelming. I turned on the television to distract myself, but it only made things worse. “Did the CEO of K.O. Company leave his wife alone after the funeral?” “Is the country’s most beloved couple getting divorced?” “What will happen now to K.O. Company?”

“How do you know about the doctor dude?” “Max told me. Says the surgeon has the hots for you.” Lizzy shook her head. “Garrison doesn’t have the hots for me. He’s just a friend and women aren’t his thing—he has a boyfriend.” Abby placed her glass on the side table. “He does? Then who the heck are you married to?” “The Scythian. Kris Muller is my husband.” ***

And I guess he wasn’t wrong at all. At least I have a wife people approve of. Everyone knows America loves a power couple, especially one that photographs well. Oh, Amy. My loving contract wife. We both complement each other as public figures, but behind the scenes, we're bound to destroy each other, and I don't even mean it sexually. My phone vibrates beside me, pulling me out of my thoughts about my responsibilities. I check the caller ID. Ken Walker. My closest friend and former college athlete who is never beating the allegations of being Keith Powers' look alike.

"Somehow, I think you already know." "Perhaps. But let me introduce myself formally. I'm Count Michael Conte." "Carina McKenz – ah, Carina Swann." He noticed her mistake and seemed to put it on a mental note. "Just married, right?" "Yes." "However, she wandered the corridors alone, and without her husband's company all night." He shook his head. "American style is a tragedy." "My husband is here for work reasons." "Eric Swann, right?" She nodded. "You should know him better. He's pitching for a waterfront project."

I was more than glad to leave because I didn’t want to be introduced to anyone so I quickly started to leave. “ Where is she going? Won’t you introduce us?” I heard the man Kade was speaking to say. I looked at Kade and he smiled and motioned for me to come over there. “ Viola this is Mr. Hansel my business partner, Hansel this is Viola…my wife.” He said the last part with a slight hesitation and I could tell for sure that he hated this.

It all started when Derek, my husband said he wanted an open marriage and he wanted to explore more since we didn't have any children yet. I told her about it and she got angry on my behalf. But he eventually explained things and said it was just a joke, he didn't mean anything by it. I know Gigi is just looking out for me but this is my marriage, I don't want it to end just because of some suspicions.