Dear Villainous Husband Novel Novels & Stories

As I ran up the stairs I bumped into a hard chest. “Sorry,” I said without looking up and continued my way upstairs only to notice I was being followed. I paused and slowly turned to see Moretti behind me. “What d-“ “Want to rebel again?” He asked slowly as he came closer. His body few inches away from mine. Yes! My body screamed. Fuck yes. I want that asshole of my husband to eat shit. But I knew making another mistake like this would cost me. “No” I said firmly. “Are you sure?” He asked me quietly and I nodded.

“You’re too beautiful to die.” “And who would kill me?” “My husband.” It didn’t matter who her husband was. I wasn’t the least bit scared of some asshole with a thick wallet. I was the most notorious criminal in this city. He’d be so terrified that he would watch me fuck his wife. “I’ll take my chances.” “My husband is a very powerful man.”

“A secret affair, a younger, volatile lover. Maybe he wanted more, she wanted out. Things get heated. He snaps, strangles her, stages a drowning. Panics and leaves.” “Or,” Omondi mused, staring down the empty corridor, “the husband found out. That is a classic crime of passion. But the lack of rage in the scene… the neatness. That feels calculated. Like a message.” He turned to Auma. “First, we find Adrian Vale. He’s our best link. Then, we have the unpleasant task of informing the husband that his wife is dead, and she wasn’t alone.” Auma nodded, her expression grim. “Imagine that knock on the door. Your world ends, and then you find out it was already broken. Some things are just rotten. I

That’s what Damien does—he steals attention. He’s a thief. Because every time he’s in sight, I’m robbed of breath and other things I don’t want to put a name to. And now, I feel like he’ll rob me of something else. Something I really don’t want to give away. So I won’t. Because I’m taking things into my own hands now. And there’s nothing Greek God Husband can do about it.

Chapter 2: The First Payment Mr. Vale’s two thick fingers pumped slowly in and out of my soaked pussy, curling perfectly against that sensitive spot inside me with every stroke. I was bent slightly over his massive executive desk, skirt bunched around my waist, lace panties pulled to the side, legs trembling. I hated how good it felt. “Please…” I whispered, my voice shaking. “Mr. Vale… this is wrong. I’m married.” “I know exactly whose wife you are,” he replied darkly, pushing a third finger inside me, stretching me open. “And right now, that married pussy is dripping all over your boss’s hand.”

“Damian will be the protagonist male. Yeah…. yeah…. before you say anything, I will tell you who will be our protagonist female and the villains. The story is set in North city, it is about a man who doesn’t want to marry the woman that his family wants because he doesn’t like her. On the other hand, the male villain has a beautiful wife but he doesn’t love her. When Damian laid his eyes on the villain’s wife, he fell in love with her immediately.” “However, the problem was that the villain is Damian’s sworn enemy. He wronged him in the past and Damian want him to pay. so, he is taking his wife for revenge. I want you people to tell me if you will love the soap opera or not. what would you p

I was trying to survive the traces of the toxic relationship we had, and I wasn’t going to let anyone defend him. I shouted, “I loved him, Lucas. I loved my husband with all of my heart.” One tear betrayed me and landed on my cheek as I said, “Even though he was dark, vicious, and sadistic, I loved him.” I hit my chest with my fist, “This stupid heart loved him more than life.” “I was just a little dirty secret in his life,” I continued with sobs. Then I stared into his eyes, “Do you know how we got married? We married because of money and benefits, because of a stupid will and no one ever knew about that marriage.”

She lets out a gasp when I begin to trail kisses down her neck and tilts her head, burying further into the pillow. Her hands fall to my shoulders with a firm grip. But I don’t stop. Not even for a second. My fingers encircle her hips as my lips slide down to her collarbone like melted butter. Every kiss is an explanation of my desperate love for her. “Zack,” she begins, trying to keep her voice steady. “What do you think might be Marcellus’ next step?” I lift my head and press my forehead against hers. “To kill me?” “Seriously?” A crease forms between her eyebrows.

I calmly said and he suddenly stop and stand up, "Then file a divorce paper to your husband, I don't want to be a mistress," He said and smile, "What!? Can't we just do it? We already do it last night" I said that made him laugh, he look at me and touch my face, "You're drunk last night, and you're sober up now, even if your husband is cheating in front of you, I don't deserve to be cheated even if, I'm the most villain in this world," he said and for what reason I feel bad to him,

Emphasizing her point, she said, "Maybe you are forgetting that I have a boyfriend. I don't approve of this fraudulent marriage? I will tell everyone at home that you have married me fraudulently." On taking Rohit's name, Shivansh got irritated and said, "Which boyfriend? The one whom you have brought as your fake boyfriend, is he? Go tell them that I have married you by deceit but I will also go and tell them that you have brought Rohit as your fake boyfriend! Then you keep answering them!”