روايات وقصص ضمن Claimed By Her Husband And His Bestfriends

The soft makeup and the elegant yet light and easy look would work well for her. A lot of people will be there. Many of them are the so-called 'friends' she had collected over time since she married into Declan's family and life. People who will say the nicest things in front of her but talk about her behind her back. These are the people she and Declan call friends. Most of them are Declan's business colleagues and their wives.

He tried to downplay forgetting that he tried to kill her multiple times. “You must be mistaken,” she replied, ice in her voice. “But you’re not. In the past two years—including days ago—you’ve tormented my husband and the father of my child in front of your own peers.” The air thickened with silence. Everyone's jaw dropped. Did she just announce our relationship in public? I felt something stirred in my chest. The moment she called me her husband, I knew that — This woman, my wife, my best friend, I was going to go against the world to keep her by my side forever. I know she deserves better and I will do better.

How can she say that to my husband? "I can't believe you, Thea. You're my one and only best friend that I have. How can you accuse my husband like that? Why can't you accept that I'm his WIFE! I didn't ask for anything Thea, I just ask for you to be happy for me. That's it! It's not that hard." I burst into anger and she looks at me.

"The woman my husband has been fucking." I stood slowly, keeping the table between us. "Excuse me?" "Don't play innocent." Rachel moved into the dining room like she owned it. "I know exactly what's been happening here. My husband, your husband's best friend, sharing you like some kind of toy." "Rachel, that's enough." Nikolai stood, his voice sharp. "You have no right to be here." "No right?" She laughed bitterly. "I'm your wife, Nikolai. I have every right to know where you've been for the past two weeks."

I didn't care. “You're being stupid,” I whispered to myself. I reminded myself that Elijah Roosevelt was a patient. He was the enemy. He was the rival of my husband. My body didn't care about any of that. My body remembered the way his breathing changed when I gave him a shot. My body remembered how his muscles shook. My body remembered the heat that spread through my stomach when I saw how hard he was. I hadn't felt that heat in two years. Two years of Delson touching me like I was just a hole he could fuck. Two years of lying and thinking about work while my husband had sex with me. Two years of… nothing.

“I didn’t expect you to. You were young, pretty, curled up in your own small world, you wouldn’t notice me, And I… was stupid.” She looked confused. “I grew up with Valen,” I said. “We were best friends. Like brothers.” Her eyes widened. “But he betrayed me. He poisoned me before a big test. Then he blamed me when my wolf lost control and killed three pack members.” She gasped. “I was banished for it. Sent away. Alone.” I clenched my fists. “I planned to come back for you. I planned to win you. But when I heard you married him…” I looked away.

A girl from the other table said with a low voice. The other one next to him giggled. “Totally. Mister Black is a total package from head to toe. Unfortunately, the news just boomed that his wife already came back with their son.” “Right? It’s all over the news, though I wasn’t able to see the woman’s face because the picture was censored. His wife is so lucky, I wish I can have a husband like our boss’ looks and charm.” The girl’s voice was obviously disappointed. I saw how the other one tapped the two ladies shoulders. “Excluding his scary personality of course.” She whispered yet I was able to hear it because they’re near me.

My own hand was shaking so badly I was afraid she'd feel it. I turned back to my husband. "Say something. Anything. Tell them who I am." Lucien leaned back and spread his arm along the top of the booth. He looked at his friends. Then he smiled, slow and cruel. "Everyone," he said, loud enough for the tables around us to hear. "Meet my wife. She's very sweet. She cooks, she cleans, she waits. She waited four hours tonight, in fact, and now she's here to tell me off in front of my friends."

“Thank you,” “I heard you got married, lawyer?” “You said you just discovered that your husband has secretly transferred your family estate into his mistress's name while planning to have you declared mentally unstable so he can take custody of your children, right?” I snapped out of her question, she looked at me and clicked her tongue, took another sip of her drink and faced me fully. “Yes, Attorney Tristan and you look great today, your abs are present,” she let out a pleasurable sound and smiled at me.

His wife's best friend who is his mistress was carrying his fucking child! "It doesn't make any sense." Cara spoke softly to herself. At first, she thought this would just be a case where everybody said they were sorry, and she and Chris could carry on with their supposedly perfect lives. But now...she feared the outcome of her two years of marriage. She was with Chris because she loved him, even more than her best friend, Romeo. Even more than her career.