Novel & Cerita Beloved Husband

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.

No respite could be found from the relentless tears that streamed down her face, a reflection of the overwhelming pain that consumed her. The man she had called her husband, the one she had invested her love and loyalty in, stood revealed as a cold-blooded murderer and a consummate liar. The realization struck her like a thunderbolt, intensifying the ache in her heart. It became painfully evident that his affections were merely a facade, a charade performed under duress. Riya, in her naivety, had failed to see the truth behind his empty promises and hollow declarations. She was nothing more than an obligation, a pawn in a twisted game, and her husband's actions had rendered their marriage de

Not Derek fucked up. My husband was insane, to be sure, but for better or worse, he was in love too. Caring. Kind. Doting. Wasn't he?

The look in the eyes that she always missed when the two of them had to be far apart. “How can I stay away from you, honey. If you always shower me with countless love and affection. I really feel lucky to be the wife of an Amar Trixeon. A husband and father who loves his family very much. Even though we are both in a sad state of still not being able to find our daughter. But. Because you are always by my side, it makes me strong to face all this. And because my belief is strengthened by your belief, it makes me feel like a woman who is very grateful to have you. Thank you, honey. I love you my husband.” Axelina hugged her husband tightly. Burying her face in the chest of her husband whom s

Episode 1 My husband is the best man any woman will love to have. He's a fair, tall and handsome man. Faithful, loving, caring and understanding. Albeit, our wedding night was awkward. I laid on the bed waiting for him to join me ‘cause I promised to satisfy him to the fullest.

he exclaimed, his joy infectious. I laughed with him, my heart feeling lighter than it had in days. “Okay, okay! Stop spinning, or the ants will get to the cupcakes before you do!” I said, still giggling as he set me down. He stopped and looked at me, his gaze so full of love it made my breath hitch. “I’m your husband,” he whispered again, as if reassuring himself. “Yes, you are,” I said, smiling softly. “Who else would it be?” His expression deepened into something sacred. “I’m damn happy, doll. Beyond happy. God, thank You for this amazing woman.”

She couldn’t get rid of the word ‘Husband’. Dr. Valentine threw a complicated look at her. He knew she would ask this question, and he tried to avoid this. He didn’t want to think about Carl Black. But after looking at her eyes, he realized he couldn’t evade her anymore. He smiled a little and said calmly, “Mr. Wood has mistaken me as your husband. That’s all. You are unmarried. How do you have a husband?”

“You make me sick you fucking whore, you have nothing better to do than to spill your juices out on my bed” A pan of guilt hit me, I didn’t know he’d be back from his business trip today. Ashamed, I hurried out of the bed, my thighs sticking together from my dried up juices. I hear Steve mutter something under his breath as I helped myself to the bathroom. Tears streamed down my face as the warm water from the shower hit my skin in multiple drops. This wasn’t how we used to be, we used to be in love, inseparable, obsessed with each other. Now I had to resort to a rose toy to satisfy my sexual longing. I hated it. I hated that he was so busy, he didn’t kiss me in the mornings before he went t

"Even after her accident left her unable to walk, he never abandoned her. If anything, he took even better care of her. The women in our circle always say that whoever marries a man like Mr. Stewart must have earned incredible blessings in a previous life." Yara lowered her gaze to hide the cold smile that was starting to appear. Yes. He certainly was devoted. For the woman he truly loved… he had crippled his wife's legs and taken away her uterus. He had murdered his own newborn son. What an extraordinary husband. Any woman lucky enough to marry a man like him... Must truly have been blessed in a previous life.

He raised his eyebrows. "You're the best husband in the world. I'm so surprised that you don't hate me because I told you I don't have a womb. Some men get divorced with their wives because she's barren." Jayda sniffed. She knew she was getting too emotional which was something she hadn't done in ages. "I'm not 'some men'. I'm your husband and I promise to love you till the end of time. I'll forever love and cherish you, my queen." He kissed her forehead and she deepened the kiss on his lips.