Books Like The Unwanted Wife の小説・ストーリー

"Your wife becoming your sex slave, do you expect this to become permanent or is this a temporary thing?" "I doubt it will become permanent. She likes to read erotic books and I offered to allow her to experience the things she reads about in her books for three weeks to see if the reality was similar to her imagination." "What kinds of books?" "Reverse harem, women captured and sold as slaves, that kind of thing." "She's aroused by these?" "Yes, it's why I've offered her the experience."

"Yes, I'm sorry. I just drowned in the juice. Well, you're right, no wife will allow their husband to be robbed. But we also can't say that others are rich who are having an affair or committing a mistake." "I agree, there are so many people doing it now. Choosing other women than their own family and some women choose to be mistresses." I agree. We talked until we finished eating and went around. Even though we have only just met, she is kind and sociable. Jhazzy POV I didn't expect Thunder's wife and me to cross paths, I came one day that destiny was with me. She trusts me so easily. What could Thunder like about her is that she can't seem to break dishes.

Then buckle up your belt for more drama as the story unfolds. Before the official launch of the BOOK 2, you can refresh your memory by reading the BOOK 1 again, as this will be a long ride. And for the new readers, you're welcome. The Book 1 of this book is available on this same platform. Search it up "The Billonaire Unwanted Wife" to get the full indepth of how I got here and how my revenge scheme is being set into plan. But if you wish to read this book 2 alone, you can. I'll do well to carry you along.

I have been trying my very best to avoid her. Not able to concentrate any more on the novel I am reading titled "The Billionaire's Unwanted Bride", which is somehow related to what is about to happen to me, I drop the book. I picked this book up from the bookshop I went to yesterday because of the title. I am going to be a billionaire's wife too very soon and I am also unwanted. I want to know what happened to the billionaire's bride who was unwanted by the billionaire. Getting to where the billionaire was treating her harshly made my heart sink so low that I feel like the same thing is going to happen to me too.

A few chapters are left, hopefully, you guys would show the same amount of love to my other upcoming and ongoing stories. Do check out my ongoing story Unwanted Her, it's on the 56th chapter and is quite a long book. You guys will surely love it if you're into revenge-based angst forced love stories. Don't forget to follow me on I*******m it's mirah_selim Till the next adios

However, that might be a fucking lie, because I’ve been losing grasp of the word concentration since I made this chaotic girl my wife. She never misses a chance to barge into my thoughts uninvited. Whenever I’m working, in a meeting, or even in court, I think about her on my desk with her legs wide apart as she moans my name and tells me she’s been a naughty girl and wants me to teach her how she can be a good girl. Though she doesn’t genuinely mean that, considering she’s constantly being naughty in one way or another. And I can’t stop thinking about that, about her hidden tendencies and sweet taste. I haven’t been able to stop since the first time.

> "I'm the cold, detached wife. I'm the emotionally unavailable physician who spent more time in the trauma bays than in her own home. I was entirely too focused on my own career advancement to notice a lonely, neglected husband." Thelma looked utterly crushed. The absolute silence that followed was all the confirmation I required. I nodded slowly, the pieces of the puzzle locking into perfect alignment. The script practically wrote itself. The highly successful, unyielding female doctor; the busy, neglectful mother; the tragic, cast-aside husband who simply fell into the arms of a warm, supportive young woman. You could almost hear the whispers spreading through the manicured lawns of River

But recently, Alistair had become increasingly strange. First of all, he actually had a wife. A beautiful, gentle woman who I had mistaken for the maid. The memory of that first meeting still made my jaw tighten, the way I had dismissed her, the way I had treated her like furniture, the way she had stood there with her apron and her bare feet and her tired eyes and said nothing while I insulted her. I kept thinking about her. I didn't know why. I barely knew her. I had spent maybe an hour in her presence, total. And yet, her face kept appearing in my mind at odd moments, when I was reviewing case files, when I was driving home, when I was lying in bed trying to sleep.

It's really annoying, with so many things I can forget why my book is still there. At 11pm, after eating dinner I went up to my room again. I still can't move on from the book I left behind. My Mom noticed earlier that I looked sad so I told her the reason and she said that I shouldn't be sad because she will buy me a new one. But how? Based on the publishing company announcement there will be no second batch for that book. Haysst. It’s really annoying.

I took my luggage that I already placed on the side of the closet owned by my husband, and then I pulled it beside our bed. I sat on our bed and gently opened my luggage. I took out what was inside one by one to put it in my husband's closet when I remembered that my husband does not want his belongings to be touch. "Huuhh," I sighed. "It was so hard," I said. "If my husband does not want his belongings to be touched, where can I put my things? But wait, I am his wife, so that is mean that I also have rights here, so why am I afraid to put my things here in his closet? But he is scary! Oh my, think I am going crazy here." I said to myself.