Divorcing The Tyrant: Falling For My Temptress Wife Novels & Stories

Astrid screamed back. "Divorced? just because I let you mess around as you wished doesn't mean that you can dive into another man's arms. You think we are divorced?" he scoffed as she glared at him. "You must be really stupid to think that I would sign those pathetic papers and set you free, Astrid." "What? That's not true." "Better please it because you are mine, Astrid. So have that in your little brain!" He sneered provoking her to the extent that she slapped him across the face.

I collapsed to the floor, my body shaking as I screamed, “Why didn’t you let me die?” Suddenly, I saw him. My husband. He stood in front of me, looking down at me, his face blank. He didn’t say anything. He just looked at me like I was nothing but a problem to be discarded. His eyes were cold, filled with pity. Then, without a word, he turned and walked away. How dare he come here? How dare he look at me like that? As he walked past me, I saw her. The woman. The woman behind the divorce. The one who had stolen him from me. The reason he had turned his back on everything we had. She walked behind him, her hand holding his, fingers intertwined.

It was so much that a low and gravelly growl voluntarily reverberated from my chest and out of my mouth. “So shamelessly wet and desperate for me,” I murmured, thrusting my hips just slightly to reward her hard work. “Want me to fill you, baby? Hm? Want to feel my dick slide in and out of you? Fucking you and ramming into you until all you know is nothing but my name?” Willa’s movements stuttered for a split second, before it continued with more fervor and desperation. “Look at you… So fucking desperate for my cock. Rutting against it like slut.”

“Such a dirty little slut. Eighteen years old and begging for married cock in broad daylight.” Tyler was thirty-eight, built like a god from years of construction work, and married to a beautiful but cold wife who was currently twenty feet away in their kitchen. I’d been teasing him for weeks, short dresses, no bra, “accidental” bends in the yard. Today, when his wife stepped inside to answer the phone, he finally snapped. He reached around and rubbed my swollen clit fast and rough. “Come on my cock, baby. Let me feel you squeeze me.” I came hard, biting his hand to stay quiet as my pussy fluttered around his thick shaft. Tyler groaned and buried himself deep, flooding me with hot, thick rop

The chair screeched as I pushed back my legs felt shaky, but I forced myself to stand tall. Nicolas didn't move, he Just leaned back in his chair, arms crossed over that stupidly perfect chest. "You're not going anywhere." "This isn't funny," I snapped. "You can't just just kidnap me!" A slow smirk curled his lips. "Not kidnapping when you're my wife." The word hit me like a slap. "Ex-wife," I hissed through clenched teeth. His chair hit the floor with a thud as he stood. "Funny thing about that." Two steps and he was in my space, close enough I could see the annoyance in his dark eyes. "I never signed the papers."

A loyal wife caught off guard by cheating allegations from her husband, divorced, and now trying to make sense of the conundrum she had been thrust into. Either way, I was invested. This was a drama I could enjoy from the front seat, sipping neat whiskey as I watched it unravel. I didn’t mind whatever turned out to be true. I wasn’t about to wife her — or anyone else. I just needed to fuck her and ease the primal desire that was turning me all the way loose. She had already surprised me today by revealing she was an engineer. And she took monstrously sized dildos in her pussy. What other surprises did she have in store for me?

in messy hair, he was looking as always a handsome tyrant. "He left half an hour ago and why are you so sweating? Bebe." he showed fake sympathy by caressing her cheek. his drunk and lusty eyes were seeking something. she pushed his hand away. "Your enmity is bonded with me. don't involve my family in this matter." she raised her finger at him and told him in an icy tone. he gave a devil smirk on her words as he didn't mind her. He took out his hand from the pocket and He put his hand on her waist and pulled her. She was hit by his chest.

On the day of my grandmother's 70th birthday banquet, I was publicly beaten again by my wife's childhood friend, who accused me of being the other man. Grandma has a heart condition—she can't handle this kind of shock. Relatives whispered among themselves, their words dripping with contempt for me. "Kyle always seemed so well-behaved. How could he be this kind of person?" "To cause such a scandal on his grandmother's birthday... she must be beside herself..." I couldn't take it anymore. I dialed my wife's number, begging her to come and clear things up. But she chose to defend the other man and coldly berated me in front of everyone: "There's nothing between us. I'm warning you for th

I heard the lady say immediately, and I wondered how suddenly the conversation had changed. “You know you are the one I love. But it takes time to divorce. Listen, babe, I promise you, I will divorce her in due time, and you and I will live happily ever after. Just give me a little more time, babe. I promise,” I heard Tyler say, and instantly I could feel the tears dropping from my eyes once more. I could not believe I wasted all my years with a man who did not only sleep with my best friend but also promised another woman to divorce me and marry her. And all for what?

“Yeah?” “First I will like to thank you for your help throughout today. You saved my daughter, you helped me with my problems, I really appreciate what you did. However, I want to discuss my deal with you, I’m sorry but my daughter wants to divorce you and I can’t deny what she wants again. I already did it once, she doesn’t want to marry you, she never wanted it but I forced her into doing it because of the deal I had with you.” Davis was quiet, trying to study and read the expression on Tyler’s face but nothing coming up. He stared with blank face, as if all he had said was nothing and meant nothing.