Book For My Wife Novels & Stories

Why hasn't she croaked yet? I looked at the woman who once swore to spend her life with me, and now she showed this side of herself to another man. Over the past two years, I pulled every string I had for her sake. I handed over a dedicated oil supply line from Prince Khalid to the Wynter family for free. I even drank myself to the point of a bleeding ulcer to secure the Valdoria Monarchy's jewelry distribution rights for her. "Cassie, are you sure you want to burn this bridge with me?"

And don't worry, I'm not gonna use my influence to get your book selected as your talent is enough. Your hubby P.S. Please tell me all of your dreams from today, as I'm here to fulfil them.'____ I smile reading his massage and look at the gift box to find another card, 'A gift for my wifey.' I quickly open the gift box to find the latest I-pad in it. I caress it's sleek body with my hands and my eyes fall on another note, 'You should not write your books on notebook or pages; there are many chances to get ruined by that. So a small gift from your husband ♡ Uses this I-pad to type your books.'

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What do you use it for? I narrowed my eyes a bit at the thought and gave her a pointed look as I seemed to have discovered a rather new side of my little wife. And then I got more curious. Who did she get this book from? And who was the original painter of this spring book? At the thought of some man presenting her this book, I felt rather uncomfortable. 'Does she have a lover? Is that why she is so reluctant to sleep with me? Was it that man who gave her this book?' All kinds of irrational thoughts clouded my mind and I felt quite irritated by it all. It didn't matter whether we were in love or not, which husband could digest the verity that his wife, in fact had a promised lover, after kno

He momentarily froze, seeing his wife on the bed, reading an erotic book while wearing only a lace dress that showed everything underneath. It was always like this; his manhood would stiffen at the mere sight of her. She smirked and put the book away, then gestured with her finger for him to come over. He did, and she grabbed the towel from his waist. It was exactly what he had in mind; his wife became bolder every day, and their relationship continued to bloom.

As they dragged Talia off, she twisted back and spat, "I put up with being your wife for seven years—that's more than you deserved. You think you're some prize? "You can't get anyone pregnant, and you've been useless in bed for years. No one wants you unless she's desperate. "So what if I went to Danny? When things go wrong, maybe look at yourself. A guy like you thinks I should've stayed loyal?" After we got married, we ran every test trying for a kid. Nothing happened. I told her to take it slow. I even got her pricey meds to help. She quit after a few days. So she thought I was the problem? That I couldn't perform?

TWO YEARS AND THREE MONTHS BACK “Benny proposed last night saying I was the only woman he could ever imagine as his wife. Can you tuck inagine? The fucker dared to say it to my face while fucking that Bitch-are you even listening? Hey! Rara!” I jolted forward when someone shook me by the shoulders.

She stayed in bed; she had a strange, uncomfortable feeling in her chest. During those last few weeks, she rarely got out of bed, it was very difficult for her, and her husband insisted that she stay calm, that he would take care of everything and that she should rest. She took advantage of the time to finish reading that pile of books she always left half-read, and that's what she was doing when she felt moisture wetting the sheets. She found a large puddle that had soaked her nightgown, and suddenly she felt a slight pressure. Without moving much, she picked up the phone and called him.

“I read about it in a book, and I thought it might work well because of your baby bump.” “What book was that?” I ask “The Kama Sutra for Pregnant People?” He laughs. “No, it was called, How to Make Love When Your Woman is Prego,” he explains. I wonder if he would mind sharing the book with the other Alphas. As far as I can tell, none of the Alphas seem to have a problem sharing, which works in my favor. Reece holds me close, and I feel sleepiness descending upon me. Any more, sleeping, eating, and having sex are about all I do. I wish my life was more exciting, especially since I know everything will change so drastically once the babies are born.

“I got you a gift.” “You didn’t have to,” she said. “It’s nothing expensive,” he laughed. Then he pulled out a book. Her eyes widened. “It’s the premium edition of Claiming You. Only a few copies were printed. You’re lucky to have one,” Alex said. Before she knew it, she hugged him. She didn’t even think—her heart just told her to. His scent filled her nose. “Thank you,” she whispered. She didn’t know why, but Alex’s scent made her feel calm. She stroked his broad back with her hand, and then quickly realized what she was doing. Lord, what was wrong with her? She was married!