Crazy Wife Com Novels & Stories

Sex was the only upside to their farce marriage and Kristen had removed that option, showing him how crazy she was in the first place. The next morning, she exhibited another characteristic of crazy. Adrian did not forget that his brand new wife was a shitty cook. Even if he tried to, he could forget that she almost burnt down the cabin while they were on vacation. Adrian woke up that morning to the choking smell of smoke. He actually forgot that he had a brand new roommate and feared that he left something on the previous night, something that had inadvertently led to the fire. He rushed to the living room where he noticed the source of the fire. Kristen had the good grace to look sheepish.

"My sister-in-law runs a billion-dollar empire. A tramp like you could never." She released her grip, her gaze sliding downward, her fingers following. "You love seducing people so much? Then I'll let everyone watching get a good, long look!" She ripped open my dress. Bare skin was instantly exposed, and the livestream erupted. *Yes! Now that's how a wife deals with a mistress!* *Get her! Homewreckers deserve exactly this!* *If you ask me, this is still too lenient. Back in the old days, they'd have drowned her for this.*

My fingers went stiff before I could even turn the key in the lock. I stood there in a daze. Faint and unusual sounds came from within the house. I could clearly tell it was my wife's voice, and there was a man with her. They were both in my own home, engaged in something illicit. I heard a crisp smack, and my wife's voice became even more provocative. I clenched my hands into fists so tight that my veins were bulging. An indescribable ball of rage filled my chest. "Fuck!" I cussed under my breath.

Everyone wanted someone as wonderful and devoted as him to fall in love with them. But it was all a lie. Returning to the present, I felt my stomach churning. Something was threatening to spill out of me. I fled to the bathroom and puked my guts out. I was still in the bathroom when I heard the commotion outside. In the heavy silence of the room, the familiar voice rang out with unusual clarity. "My wife prepared a surprise for me. It should be right here in this room."

But I’m sure it will start functioning again when we emerge from the sex coma I’m aching to fuck us into. My wife, Mia Yilmaz, is extremely dangerous in ways she'll never understand, and I'm already overstepping my boundaries.

I told him what I wanted. He stared at me in surprise, “And you know who she is right?” I nodded, did he think I just wanted this to play around? “Of course I do, why do you think I’m doing this at all?” He raised his hands, “Sorry man, you know your wife is crazy though, I don’t want none of her shit”

I couldn't tear my eyes away from the restroom for an entire hour until Mark and his companion finally emerged. The woman looked utterly drained, practically being carried by Mark, or she would have crumpled to the floor. I noticed her body shaking slightly. I frowned. Damn, no wonder those women go for him; he had the physique for it. On the weekend, I went out for dinner with some friends. As we were sipping drinks, one of my friends asked, "Jason, isn't that your wife over there?" I turned around and spotted Donna, arm-in-arm with another woman while shopping.

“Go find a decent man who can handle your bullshit.” “I tried and the list of men they would allow me to marry is so, so short, Nicky. Same old boring men who can never handle me. You are an exception. How’s life as a commoner, Nicky? Our friends talk about you from time to time and how you didn’t step in and handle the family business.” Claudia smirked. “They say it’s foolish. I think it’s brave and hot.” No one could handle you. Claudia is the perfect example of how too much money can lead to insanity. Her emotions are so out of touch with reality, and her life is so empty and meaningless that she finds excitement in making life a game and using the people around her as pawns.

I watch her eyes closed as he tosses her over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes. She’s been drugged. A knot releases. I never believed she wanted him but this confirms what I knew was true. God this entire situation is messing with my head. Why would I think my wife would prefer that sleezball to me? Daniel looks up at me with a quirk of a smile. I nod at him my lips pressing together. “So this proves he has her but did you get the plate of the new car?” I ask as his shoulders dip. “Jake do you even know how tricky it is to hack into each houses and flats door cam. Ther’re all on different systems and they aren’t focused on the road.” A frown pulls between my brows but before I can answer

Before Elena could speak, Adrian’s phone lit up on the seat between them. A message flashed across the screen. **Ask your new wife if she can swim. Clara couldn’t.** Elena read it. So did Adrian. And this time, the controlled, untouchable Adrian Blackwood looked afraid.