Bossy Husband Who Loved Me Novels & Stories

The way he loves me, cares for me, carries me, holds me, scolds me and even his anger is all a symbol of his obsessive love. His beastly possessiveness, dominance, and cold behavior always scared the shit out of me. His beast is passionate, and I love both of them equally. I love to wake up in his arms. I love to run my fingers in his thick black hair. He is snuggling more into me. I still remember the day when I got a call from the hospital about my grandpa that he was fine and was out of the coma. I was too happy and wanted to share this news with my husband, but was not there with me.

I asked. "Oh don't like a little saint you spoilt brat you were out with your lover," he said. "Well don't compare me with yourself I'm not the one with a mistress" I retorted. He walked up to me and gripped my arm tightly. "Don't speak to me like that?" he said through gritted teeth making me roll my eyes at him. "You are not the boss of me, "I said ripping my arm out of his hold. "Oh I'm not but I'm your husband," he said.

“And I don’t care if you share an umbilical cord. You have to understand he’s my husband, and he has a wife who is capable of making multiple breakfasts if he wants. He married me not you so next time before you move around speaking of invitation remember which grounds you walk on. The kitchen you borrowed, and whose man you call a best friend.” “Why do you hate me?” She folds her arms akimbo, her mean face coming into view. “Hate? I have no grudge to waste hate is a mental illness I share none of that. What I speak of we both know what you’re trying to do and as long as I’m with him this is a no entry zone. Salvatore Vinci Souza is my husband and I hope you remember every second, minute and

Boshu opened his eyes to find Roe hugging him and looking at his face with wide eyes that were very worried . Boshu hugged her back and pulled her close. Then he kissed her deep and tight and then he said. " I love you. No matter what you are no matter who you are, nothing can change my love for you. Nothing sweetheart... no one. " And then he looked out of the window, taking a deep breath that was essentially a very long sigh. " I love you too my dear husband. I wouldn't take anything in this world in exchange. You are my everything. You are my all. But tell me, did you have a nightmare? You were burning up. You were shaking and sweating. "

~ Samantha ~ One month since that weird husband of mine left but it felt like forever. It was so annoying to be so attached to someone and miss them this much. As he had promised, he called me everyday and I was fully protected but it still felt like torture. Going to work is so boring now. I was simply the boss/boss' wife, not his secretary, which made me have a lot of work to handle.

My mom said and handed me the glass of water. I blushed in front of her and drank the water, “I know that you really love your husband—” I coughed because of what she said and laughed, “Well, maybe.” “You don’t love your husband? Well, I can see how that man looked at you, it was full of love and care.” My mom said with her eyes sparkling in happiness. “And I’m happy that you married a very loving man…” I just smiled because my mom didn’t know anything about Fabian. Yes, Fabian was a good husband, but he’s a mafia boss and everyone calls him devil when he gets mad.

She mumbled and stared at me one more time before she left, that minute I grasped everything I needed, it was all making sense now, the bitch is in love with my husband, she must be thinking that I'm some pest she can get rid of, she indeed underestimated me, but I like her courage, falling in love with her boss and when she finds out he had a wife instead of stepping back, she made his wife an enemy what a beautiful story. She left jamming the door so hard, “Shit, is she insane” Alex curse staring at the door, “It's okay” I whispered to him, “You made all these” “Of course, now eat and let me know if you like it” “Of course I would” He nodded at me, and immediately grabbed his spoon as he b

He asked as he couldn't see me due to the barrier separating us and I couldn't move as I was so lost in him. "Take it easy, man. Seems like you miss her too much. You are truly obsessed with h-----" "I'm not obsessed with her, you fucker. I fucking love her. She's my wife, mine."

"Mother would have lived you if she was alive." I wrap my arm around his waist and stare up at him. "And you Henry Bryson Ford?" A loving grin begins to tug at the corner of his mouth. “You’re my obsession, Chirp. The more I want you, the more I love you, and I’ll never stop wanting you.” his words were a daily affirmation to me. I lift on my toes and press a kiss to his jaw, and then I hug him so tight With my gaze on the ocean of the beautiful garden, I soak in the feel of my husband’s strong arms around me, his undying love wrapping me up in a bubble of safety.

He's the same man I promised never to see again. Why is he teasing me? I sat down and Rowan was still looking at me. "Do you know the boss?" He whispered. "Why do you care?" I asked softly. "Are you still upset with me because I love someone else?" The nerves of this annoying homo sapien. I wish I could smash his head on the table, but I held myself back. The last thing I'd want to do is to avoid the boss's attention, which I think is not possible. He's still looking at me!