Novel & Cerita Bull For Wife

“Scarlet is my wife, the mother of my kids and she is a very good woman... I swear if anyone tries to bully her, they will have me to contend with.” His words made everyone freeze on spot and their eyes widened in shock.

"Bitch, do you know how many years you lived off us? We cooked for you! You lived in our house! If we hadn't delivered you to his house, you never would've married that billionaire! "But now you think you're better than us, don't you? Now you think you can just march back home and demand we return your money!" "Your mother's right!" my father sneered. "That infernal ogre is our son-in-law now, too. He should be giving us all this money for that alone!" I glared at them and flexed my wrists. "I don't give a damn. Here's the point: no one gets to bully my husband, especially not any of you!"

Rob explains. “Family doesn’t keep a secret like that,” Max says in a low voice. He takes my hand, “Come with me, my love.” “I’m glad this is working out for you,” says Rob. “I was a little worried that you wouldn’t accept your wife. Granma and Grampa did well picking your mom and your aunt.” “Stay away from me and my wife,” Max replies. He pulls me away from Rob.

Ralph sucked Rara’s bottom lip between his teeth as his hands strayed from her hips to the upper part of her thighs and forcibly pulled them apart. "Understand something," Ralph growled lowly against her lips. "You’re now our wife, no longer a daughter or sister but ‘ours’.” As one hand held her thigh, the other crept one hand held her thigh, the other crept up her flat stomach and possessively grabbed her plump bare breast. "I did you a favour. Your whore of a sister was eventually going to betray you, topolìno. This world is fucking selfish, it wouldn’t think twice before eating you up, then why are you feeling remorse for a wench who was ready to kill you to save her skin." Ralph continue

Sasha took a deep breath and arched a brow, "You have two kids for him, is that correct?" I blinked, taken aback at her question, but seeing she was heading somewhere, I nodded affirmatively, "Um....yes?" "Good. Now, this man never believed you when you told him you were pregnant back then. Let's cross out the bullying part, and believe me, I respect your decision of wanting to forgive him for all he did. Yeah, he was a broken, poor boy then, but tell me, Sienna. Aside from marrying you against your will, what has he really done that didn't reflect his selfishness? Have you forgotten what his bitchy ex did to you? Tell me how a man who claims he wasn't in control of his actions, was still 'i

“The two of them hold quite a number of shares in the company. If this is exacerbated, it won’t benefit me, either.” Then, it fell silent once again. A few seconds later, Luna looked up at Andrius. “Thank you.” "You are welcome. We may be fake husband and wife, but we have to make it look real. No man can stand seeing his wife scolded or bullied.” Luna was surprised by his answer. It seemed like he was not as useless as she thought. No! What was she thinking? Andrius said that no man could stand seeing his wife scolded or bullied, so it meant that every man out there would have done the same as he did.

Jude states with a big ole grin, “I hope she looks just like her mommy.” “Of course, she will!” I reach across and take his hand too. “You know,” our wife says, “I was a little girl once too...and then I grew up and now have 2 very demanding Dominants.” She holds her hands up, “Just saying...” My husband and I look at each other and then what Ella says takes root, “Oh fuck! We’re screwed!” “It’s okay,” Jude states, “We will keep shot guns on display.”

Before Richard could remove the pillow, Hai Rin already pushes his body back as she sat at the top of his lower body. Feeling angry, she puts the pillow into his chest and she punches the pillow hard. "Ow," Richard said with a smile on his face. "You really know how to bully your husband huh?" He stops her hand and retracts it back. Because of sudden retraction from Richard, she fell forward to his face. Her long hair slips down to his face. "You trick me. If I know you already had a girlfriend I would not agree to this marriage from the start." her voice was soft and sound so gentle.

“You’re not alone. You never were. But if you keep pretending, you’ll drown before anyone can reach you.” Celina swallowed hard. For the first time in weeks, she felt something crack. “No, I did,” her father cut in, stepping forward. His voice was harder, older, filled with barely contained anger. “We heard from your cousin. Word’s spreading. This man you married—he has another wife? Another life?” Celina finally turned to face them, her eyes red but defiant. “I didn’t know.” “That’s not the point!” her father snapped, the sharp crack of his palm hitting the dining table reverberating through the room like a gunshot. The plates rattled, and so did Celina’s resolve.

Amythest regained her balance and walked over to the window. "How come you didn't tell me about your husband?" In hushed tones, I inquired. She scowled and drew her brows together, as if she didn't understand why I was interested in his husband. She moved away from me and said, "Umm.... he works as a body bulder." I turned around to face her and showed her my biceps once more. Despite the fact that I am not a bodybuilder, I do have abs and biceps. With a thud, she walked into the washroom, rolling her eyes. She shut the door in my face, as though I was invading her personal space. I slapped my face in humiliation and attempted to inquire about her love life.