Dear Villainous Husband Novel Novels & Stories

“No, the one you choosed to leave with me” Althea was confused, she shakes her head “No, I never wished for this. Stop talking about a past that never existed. You just want me to believe you are not the villain when you are” Damian looked deep into her eyes and nodded “I will accept to be the villain for as long as it takes, but when you remember you will realize I have been saying the truth” “That time will never come, so just let me go now” Damian frowned but then smiled and kissed her hand “Whether it comes or not, you will be my wife till death”

It seems like a nightmare and I wanted to wake up. "It depends on what will your husband replied or you'll die just like those bullshits" "W-Why are you doing this to m-me?" I confusingly whisper. "Too bad, it seems like your husband feeds you with lies" he paused " After killing one of my men, I will kill you to claim my prize" he hissed in my ear. My eyes widened and shake my head. Kill? Vicenzo will never kill someone. How could he accuse my husband like that!

I want to say something but the words seem to get stuck deep down my throat, as I imagined taking him down my throat as he so tastefully put it. Can I do that? "The contract is for your protection, Jasmine and I would hate for you to die because of your stubbornness. Now sign the papers." I picked up the pen, my fingers trembling as though they weren't mine. What am I doing? Am I seriously considering this bullshit? "I will never sleep with you," I said as I signed the papers. "As expected of you, Mrs Nostra." He said, with that familiar grin on his face. "Welcome to a new life as my wife." TBC

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

It was plastered in bold letters across the top of a gossip site. "From Widow to Whore: Vincent's Death and the Seductress Who Took His Fortune and Seduced Her Way Into A Billionaire's Bed" My lungs shrank. Beneath the headline, there was a photo of me looking over my shoulder at Killian at some gala we’d attended, the caption screaming: "She buried her husband...and climbed straight into another king's bed. But was it seduction or strategy?" Below it, comments flooded the page. They were vile and brutal. My fingers trembled around the phone, bile threatening to push its way up my throat.

Rhiannon’s POV~ My wolf died at 11:47 PM when I found my husband buried deep inside the girl I'd hired as his secretary. He was thrusting in and out of her while kissing every inch of her skin like she was precious, whispering how beautiful she was with each touch. In five years of marriage, he'd never kissed me that way - never worshipped my body, never told me I was beautiful during sex. He was gentle with her, reverent, like she might break.

He stared sharply at the woman named Valerie. Valerie was stunned, her face paling instantly. The blood in her body froze as she received the harsh accusation from her beloved husband. So, was this the reason for his indifferent attitude toward her all this time? "Do you think I'm stupid? Alice is not my flesh and blood. She's the child of your affair," the man said with a menacing grin. However, Valerie remained unfazed by her husband's judgmental gaze. "Fine, so you accuse me of being a promiscuous woman. What about yourself? An old man who enjoys changing women as he pleases, without caring about me," Valerie retorted to her husband's accusations.

I whispered, my voice hoarse from screaming. Dom chuckled lowly, his hand sliding down to cup my ass possessively. “You loved every second of it, baby. I felt how hard you came with both of us stretching you open. Your little cunt was creaming so beautifully for your father-in-law and uncle on your wedding night.” Victor stepped closer from behind, his hands gently but firmly gripping my waist. “He’s right. You were such a good girl for us. Moaning and begging like the perfect family slut. Your husband has no idea what a filthy, cockhungry wife he married tonight.”

She smiled at Aurora, then rubbed her belly and said, "I'm pregnant! There's a little baby in here! He kicks me at night! When I have my son, Dominic will come and marry me!" "Dominic Ashcroft? You remember him?" Aurora asked. Isabella smiled sweetly and said, "Dominic is my husband! He's the best man in the world! He loves me so much!" Looking at Isabella, Aurora couldn't believe this was an act. She steeled herself and pinched Isabella, saying, "Isabella! Do you think pretending to be crazy will help? Do you really think Dominic will marry you like this?"

Emma paused the video and stared at her husband's face frozen on the screen. He looked terrified. Not guilty. Not angry. Terrified. That realization unsettled her more than anything else. For two days, she'd convinced herself that Daniel was living a secret life with another woman and child. The evidence certainly pointed that way. But now... Now something wasn't adding up. A man having an affair didn't usually look like that. A cheating husband didn't talk about people dying if the truth came out. There was something much bigger hidden beneath the surface. Something dangerous.