Beloved Husband Mga Nobela at Kwento

A man who remained strong even though betrayed by those who should have loved him. And in that moment, I loved him even more. "Julian," I whispered. "Hm?" "I'm proud of you. Proud to have a husband like you." Julian looked at me. "I'm proud to have a wife like you. And I will always strive to be a husband worthy of you."

"Go to hell, Nate. You're an absolute idiot. You're not even worthy of working with me!" I didn't hesitate as I hung up and blocked him. I could imagine how furious he was on the other end of the line, but what did that have to do with me anymore? I had already decided. I wasn't just going to take his assets. I was going to wipe him out completely. Nate could have told me honestly that he was tired of me and that he didn't love me anymore. When I married him, I genuinely wanted a family with him. Tony and my stepmother had paraded in front of me every day, and I had spiraled into depression from just seeing them. More than once, I even thought about ending their lives.

It was part of the way to rising to the top. I hated Aaron so much. He is so obnoxious, arrogant, and always so full of himself. A narcissist. I hated narcissists so much, but here I was about to get married to one. ‘Do you take Lois Anderson to be your lawfully wedded wife’ the priest asked Aaron. ‘I do’ he said with a smirk, there it was, that arrogant behaviour. I was so disgusted. ‘Do you take Aaron Carson to be your lawfully wedded husband’ he asked me.

he exclaims “It’s all I want, besides waking up next to you every morning. “ “I…” I exhale heavily, “The timing is really bad.” “Why?” “Because… I don't know. It’s too soon, and the company is still so new, and…” I run my hands in my hair, almost too forcefully and Dominic wraps his arms around my wrists. “Violet, look at me. “ I do and he says. “I love you. I have loved you all my life and I am the happiest person to be your husband. You are making me twice as happy now that we will be parents. There's no better timing for this. Any moment is great timing because I want us to have kids. “

"And I'll find a way." I blinked and stood up straighter, shaking my head. "That isn't possible, you have to give up on me, I'm off the market now." I walked away, but not before noticing the hurt expression flitting across Xavier's features. I didn't know what to do or say, deciding to be more miserable,I walked back outside. "What took you so long?" My husband asked immediately . He sounded irritated and annoyed.

I sighed at his words. Lord, why did you bless me with such a loving and caring husband like Kane Colten? This question often echoed in the depths of my soul, leaving me overwhelmed with gratitude each time I pondered it. With every passing moment, our bond seemed to strengthen, our love deepening like the roots of an ancient tree, firmly planted in the soil of our shared experiences.

It was the contraceptive my husband, Damien, insisted I take whenever he makes love to me and most of the time, I take these pills daily. Damien. My husband, my mate, my Alpha. The man the Moon Goddess herself had chosen for me. He was everything a woman could dream of; strong, protective, and devastatingly handsome. With his storm-gray eyes and jet-black hair, he commanded attention effortlessly. He had a way of making me feel cherished, adored even. Every time he looked at me, it was like I was the only thing that mattered in the world. I have spent two years with him in this marriage.

I believe him. My husband has never let me down.

Now, here I was, heart lodged in my throat, terrified for the man whose emotional absence had nearly broken me. *Please be okay, Khalid. Please.* The image of him collapsing in our living room replayed relentlessly: the way his powerful frame had crumpled like paper, the tablet clattering, his face draining of color. Despite everything—the late nights, Natasha’s name on his lips, the hidden medication, the slow erosion of our marriage—I couldn’t stop the wave of terror. This was the husband I had once loved with every fiber of my being. The man who had swept me off my feet at that charity gala four years ago with his intensity and promises.

If his penis hadn't raised its head to remind him, Roger would not have regained consciousness. Roger is famous as the rich billionaire of AL. He has made love to many women, but no one can make Roger feel as nostalgic as Aretha. Aretha was the first woman to make love to Roger and make him miss the feeling for three years. During those three short years, Roger made love to countless women, but none could give him as much satisfaction as Aretha. And now, Aretha once again appeared in front of Roger. He swore he wouldn't let Aretha run away again.