Dom Wife Stories Novels & Stories

She felt his fingers teasing the clit as he ran his finger up and down her hole. "Killian," she whimpered as she tried to push him off. Killian pulled her closer with a rough jerk and slapped her womanhood. "Oh, you’re so wet, Schmetterling, yet you’re pretending to hate this?" Rara turned her head to look up at him. There was raw amusement in his voice. “A wife should know how to satisfy her husband.”

Dom mumbled, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "You don't have to smile." I teased him. "I know I'm terrible at smiling." He laughed. "Who told you that?" I mocked. "My wife...my wife told me that I'll scare ladies away with my smile." Dom revealed, still laughing softly. "I love your wife." I smiled. "You know what she said to me during her birthday?" Dom asked. I shook my head softly, "What did she say?" "She said she lied about my smile. That she was scared if she told me my smile was beautiful, that I'll go ahead and smile to all the ladies here." Dom sighed.

I held him through the night terrors, wiped the blood from his hands, sat with him in silence when the world felt like it was closing in. With me by his side, Luca crawled out of hell. His voice came back rough, gravelly, permanently scarred. And it took him only one year to hunt down every traitor in the family, to take his rightful place as Don of the Vitali Family, the unchallenged Capo dei Capi of the Sicilian underworld. I was the one he kissed, touched, loved in the dead of night, when the world outside didn’t exist. But never in my worst nightmares did I imagine that the first thing he’d do, once he held all the power, was sign a legally binding marriage contract with the woman who’d

Days, Months, and Years passed by. Things were not as smooth as they seemed to be. The level of worries for Anjana was increasing day by day. And one day something happened that she was never ready to accept it. While she was cleaning old things from the bed box, she found some greeting cards with some romantic notes on them. However, she already knew that Amreet was having a girlfriend before marriage, but, that hardly made her worried much because it was all before her marriage. but, one day when she opened his f******k account, she found that both of them has chatted together even after their marriage. This made her very much agitated.

The man laughed before he took a deep drink, as if he didn’t believe Hades was being genuine at all. Hades watched him for a long time, his eyes open and filled with a hint of hostility. Damien glanced at him, like he knew Hades would explode if his buttons were pushed any harder. The older gentleman refilled his glass once more. “My wife is good enough, but I can’t say I’m not jealous. What’s it like to fuck a woman like that? To own a woman like that—”

Bella My husband had a lot of doors in the mansion. He kept all of them closed. I told myself it wasn't my business to knock. Then I started counting how many then he left the house at midnight. Alex was an outing animal. I always imagined having to marry a man that was grounded in his goals, little did I know I'll find myself trapped in a marriage with no emotions. His life was a cheat map, easy to predict but without knowing the outcome of each move.

“Only heard of his ex wife, he once had a wife and that was a past.” She shrugged apathetically. “Fortunately I'm still the only one he loves.” “Maybe?” “Tell me, did he pay you to pretend to be his wife? I know Richard would do anything to have me back, just tell me the truth darling. I promise I'm not going to tell a soul.” Charlene stifled the urge to laugh. She noticed that Henrietta was trying not to break down but her voice was about to fail her. “Pay me? That's ludicrous.”

She was determined to rewrite her history and make all those who hurt her pay for all they had done to her. Catherine got home tired and weak. She worked double shifts. The little food she got from the restaurant is what she ate with her mother that night. The wages were not much but it can keep them going. Andrew came back home drunk as usual, he did not say a single word to anyone, he went to his old couch which happens to be the only chair in their one-room apartment, and lay down. Catherine joined her mother on her little bed, afraid of being molested again by him.

“I was trying to fix it. I thought... I thought I could handle it on my own.” “Well, you can’t,” Dom says, blunt as ever. “You’re my sister, Nina. You’re not alone.” I want to argue, but I don’t have the energy. I sit down on the edge of the bed, staring at the half-packed suitcase in front of me. “There’s something else,” I say quietly. “Something I didn’t tell you.” “What?” Dominic asks, suspicion clear in his tone. “I... I wasn’t just working for Jaxon,” I admit, my heart pounding in my chest. “I was married to him.”

I felt Dominic walking closer to me. I dabbed the tears on my face and smiled a bit, recalling the good old days. “But after we got married, everything changed. It was as though everything was a stage play, the real Tavon came out”. “He began seeing other women, claiming he did not love me anymore and I was not good enough for him.” “After giving birth to Kai, he claimed I looked too old,” I said and laughed softly. “So he stopped giving me money” I felt a warm hand wrapped around me. “I’m sorry” came a low husky voice. “But I haven't seen any other woman since we got married.”