Cute Husband Novels & Stories

I said softly. There was no response. Instead, he pulled my arm, hugging it as if it were a pillow. I observed Cillian. Well, he was very charming. I thought it would be okay if I observed him like this. "You've become a great man, Cillian," I whispered. "You know, I'm very happy that you're my husband. I've always felt that you are my home." I touched his tall, long nose. Cillian possessed a rugged, masculine handsomeness. Wait, he had always been charming.

And he was mine. My sweet but handsome workaholic husband, Ryan Skylar…This is the life I desired with my husbands which is full of romance, affection and a lot of mischievousness.

“No touching. No pulling me close. Nothing. I lie there in that huge bed alone feeling like a stranger in my own marriage.” Koko’s eyebrows rose. “Macho? The same Macho who swept you off your feet with private jets and tiny diamond bracelets? The Macho who gave you a deep french kiss and was groping your ass in front of his parents because he couldn't keep his hands off you. That Macho is suddenly celibate?” I laughed bitterly. “I know how it sounds, Koko. But it's exactly what it is. My husband is thirty-six, ridiculously successful, controls half the tech investments on the West Coast.”

“This marriage has been decided. I will fulfill my responsibilities as a husband, at least not as abusive as your ex-husband!” He was not gentle at all, just poking fun at the old pain of “Erwin Wilson”. It is estimated that the original owner is still here. He will definitely make him cry. Erwin Wilson didn’t answer, Frederick Hall didn’t even know what he was talking about. He continued: “If you don’t object, we’ll be married soon. You know what my stepmother thinks, right?” He is probing Erwin Wilson, wanting to know if he chooses to protect him or follow his stepmother. Erwin Wilson understood, he typed: “I follow my husband!”

Allowing Jake to work along with her has made her so much happy that she couldn't describe it. She just can't believe Ashton is the one who hired him for this job. Aren't husband's mostly possessive and jealousy when there is a second guy. But again neither were they a loving couple nor was this an ordinary marriage. She couldn't understand what goes on inside her husband's mind. One minute he is sweet, the other he behaves like he doesn't even know her. What's behind these cold eyes and hurting words could never be understood by her. A lock of his brown hair was covering his forehead and she couldn't help moving it back.

I knew how dangerous it was to let myself feel something for him, but despite knowing I was on the edge of a cliff, the fall seemed increasingly alluring. "I love seeing my son all smitten. Is he affectionate with you?" she asked curiously, and I sighed. I found myself thinking about the little gestures he had made to me when we were alone and ended up smiling. "He is, most of the time," I replied with a smile, watching her beam with pride. "What a joy, my God! I can't believe it. When do you plan to get married?" she asked, making me choke on the water I was drinking. His father sighed, shaking his head disapprovingly.

“Yeah. The zoo.” His laughter is rich and contagious, and I can’t help joining in. God, this feels so warm and real, like we belong here somehow, like we’re playing a part that makes perfect sense. “So this rule book you said your husband sent you,” he says after a beat, his tone playful again. “How many of those rules are you planning on breaking?” “Huh?” I blink. “What?” He shrugs, lips twitching with amusement. “You have to be a little rebellious. He doesn’t deserve you.”

“Sometimes, when you fall asleep on my chest, I stay awake just to feel you breathe. It reminds me you’re real.” I swallowed, a tiny ache blooming under my ribs. “You know, a normal husband's snoring. They don’t say things like that.” He grinned. “Normal husbands don’t get you.” I pressed my lips to the back of his hand. “Good, I never wanted normal, anyway.” ---

Her behavior was completely different, yet somehow, he found himself enjoying it. Cassidy waited patiently. Less than seven minutes later, the door opened again, and she stepped out. Cassidy turned and immediately stood up. His eyes widened at the sight of what his wife was wearing. His mouth fell open in disbelief as his gaze traveled from her head to toe. “So? Do you like it?” Cassidy said nothing, staring at Sophie without blinking as she slowly approached him. He practically drooled over her appearance. “That…” Cassidy stammered. He had never seen such sexiness before.

It still didn’t change the fact that I, in fact, am a proud wife of my husband, Austin Hook. …. A/N: Oh my goshhh! That’s so cute(⁠◕⁠દ⁠◕⁠).