Cassie Husband Novels & Stories

“But mother said big sis is married to another man” Little Cassie looked puzzled. She was not just a kid but a smart one at that. “Taylor helped her back to bed.'' Yes, Cassandra is married but it doesn't mean I can't love her. Cass, love comes in many forms, I do love her but not as her husband, she is one of the most precious people to me and that makes me love her even more '' Taylor explained calmly. “So does that mean she loves her husband and not you?” she asked yet again but this time Cassandra held on to her.

They hoped that Sara would settle down one day and truly fall in love, but neither were holding their breath waiting for it to happen. Cassie met her true love, Greg Montgomery, at a BBQ about a year before the track closed. Greg had just moved to the city and worked full-time as an emergency room nurse. She fell, fast and hard, the minute they met, and six months later, they married in Vegas. Marrying Greg was the best decision she ever made, but sometimes their jobs meant that finding time together could be tricky. They did their best, they were happy, in love. Cassie pulled up in front of Tyler Investigations and parked. "Thanks for sticking it out with me tonight." She yawned, stretching

He took me into his arms and gently stroked my cheek. “Cassie, you’re scaring me. What’s the matter?” “I don’t know…” I admitted. “I guess… I was just… ashamed.” “Ashamed? Of what?” “That… I was married to Calvin for three years and he… he never… wanted to…” “Fuck that. And fuck that bastard. Do you think it makes any difference to anyone? If anything, I’m glad. No, I’m overjoyed that that sick bastard could not do this. He was never your real husband.”

Cassie heard her door to the penthouse open and she thought that it was either her husband coming back to fix something that he forgot but he is not the type to forget anything he makes through that he has everything that he needs before he walks out the door and he was very particular about what he needed to do and where you need to be at a certain time if she knew for a fact that he was still with Jefferson and they were discussing with some sort of business agreement that they had discussed while she was in hospital. "Listen I have to go but I promise to keep in touch with you and I will touch base with you during my party it's only close friends and family but I'm going to have an after-

“I am getting married! So I am inviting you two!” “Us two?” I ask, looking at the four invitations she pushed on us. “Yes!” he squeals. “For Tom and Heidi. And then for you and your husband.” “You knew?” “Of course, I would! I can’t wait to meet your husband, Cassie. You never introduced him to us and you don’t come to our get-togethers too!” “Cassie’s husband is famous, so it’s hard for her,” Tom interjects.

“I believe you’ve heard of the Salvador’s enterprises, owned by Domingo Salvador, I’m his wife” “married?”, he frowned, but it was gone in the blink of an eye, and the devilish charm was back. “yes, I’m married to him”, Cassie said. “never the less being married is not an excuse not to join in the fun”. She raised her brows at him.

Coral took her hand and sighed, “My good friend.” Cassie made a curious face and tilted her head. “Do you truly not remember anything?” Coral asked with a smile. When Cassie slowly shook her head, Coral said, “I’m Coral. We’re best friends. Remember?” “Coral.” She said the word like she was testing it out. Coral scooted her chair closer so she could rest her elbows on the edge of the bed. “My husband – Jacob – he was the one taking care of you.” “Husband?” Cassie seemed a little more confused but not angry or annoyed in anyway so Coral figured she was fine to continue.

"I swear, I don’t need another woman who wants to be my secretary and spread their damn legs immediately." She snorted. "Stop spouting nonsense. Not every girl in the world will kneel and beg for your attention. Cassie is not that kind of woman; she’s a mother, and her husband passed away just a few days ago." Her eyes widened as if she had said something forbidden. "I shouldn’t have told you that." "Your damn mouth will be the death of you. But I’m not one for gossip. Okay, tell her to come here as soon as she can. You said we need manpower, and I’ll give her a chance."

There were house helps of course, running around the huge house to make sure everything is perfect whenever Gabriel was throwing another one of his top many parties. Even though it hurt to see her husband interacting with people she hadn’t met before and being completely neglected, she was still happy that things were going well for him. The aspect of not being touched for three years was killing her, it’s been killing her and she doesn’t want to come off as desperate to his husband. They both shared vows in the altar, kissed as a way to seal their marriage. They said their vows, said they’d be together for richer and for poorer, for better for worse but it’s all nonsense, at least that’s wh

She smiled up at me. "Sure, Mom." I sat across from her, my mind elsewhere. "Where's your husband? You are married now, aren't you? I remember, or was that a dream?" she asked, moving a pawn. Cassian? The man who was at the moment probably meeting with his ex-wife. I remembered how he had gotten along so well with mother last time, and my chest squeezed painfully. "He had a meeting at work." The words tasted bitter, because he had a meeting with Sable fucking Marchetti.