Dom Wife Story Novels & Stories

"You are showing too much interest in my past..." She grinned. "Don't mind me... Just curious." "Find out" He chuckled. "Not fair, Dom" She whined. "Telling your wife about your past sex life is the dumbest thing and i am not dumb..." He replied. "Okay don't tell me... I'll find out." She challenged. "Good luck with that." He smirked.

, and Maria said no. "You did what you felt and trust me if it was me I would have done the same thing or more worse than this. Coz you know even in this emotional torture going inside you, you didn't accused him nor did you misunderstood the whole situation. It was all bottled up inside you and I'm happy to know that you are a sharp lady. And I'm sure with this smart ass brain of yours will never let your title wife be snatched by anyone. She was and will always be a past and you his present and future being his one and only wife for life", Dia smiled hearing her place was reserved and she knows her place and position was so strong and powerful that everyone will need to bow down near her.

In the face of clear evidence, things were turning in my favor. In this round, Jean and Kyle had suffered a crushing defeat. Kyle's perjury in court and the scandal of being a homewrecker had quickly spread throughout their small circle of wealthy elites. It had also reached the ears of his father, Dominic Jones. It was said that Dominic had been playing golf with an important business partner that day. Upon hearing the report from his secretary, he had been so furious that he had snapped his golf club in half. Although the Jones family was rich, Dominic himself had always valued reputation and family honor above all else.

"And why is it not possible? Are you saying my wife isn't attractive enough?" "That's not the point." "Then what is the point? Because I'm literally going crazy here. If Dominic comes near my wife in any way, I will destroy him. I don't care that he's your husband." She got to her feet. "Listen. Dominic may be a lot of things, but he's not that kind of man. He has pride. He's different. He's an outstanding man. In all the years of our marriage, the only complaint I've ever had about Dominic was that he didn't have money. He wasn't lacking in any other way. If a man like Dominic wanted to have an affair, he wouldn't go to a married woman's house and sneak into a guest room. It doesn't sound l

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.”

"I didn't say that." Violet's skin was originally very smooth, now because of Dominic's rude and perverted actions, she no longer has the strength to resist and can only let him hold her arbitrarily in his arms. Violet no longer intended to protest, she leaned back against Dominic's strong chest with a small sigh. Violet suddenly thought of something and asked, "Dominic, did you know that Adam Anda was married in your previous life?" “He was never married to anyone. When I heard that he was getting married, I was also surprised.” Dominic answered seriously, he did not hide anything from her.

Dominic withdrew himself from me, lying on his back with his head on his pillow. I closed the magazine and put on back on the nightstand before lying on my side, facing him. "Dom," I called him softly, trying to figure out what was going through his mind. "Yes?" he hummed, turning to lie on his side and face me. "Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked him the question I'd been dying to ask since I walked down the aisle towards him. He stretched his hand to my face, tucking my hair behind my ear lightly. "I don't," he replied firmly. "I have a wife and she's very beautiful."

“My ex-wife…” Dom turns his attention to me, wondering what I'm talking about. I don't judge, I've never spoken of her, not least because she's a son of a bitch and she left at dawn while I was asleep, taking our savings and the car. Nowadays, she's married to someone else and has 4 children. But in the absence of a story, I'll have to improvise and use this one as a basis. “It's shocking. I found out when I hired you”, Dominique says.

"I'm your wife for heaven's sake. Can't you respect that fact? What else do you want? Isn't your dominancy enough? Now you're staying with other women?" A grunt jerked from his nose, then he took a step closer. "Adrienne," he whispered, shooting me the deadliest glare he ever had. "If you do not leave this place now, I promise to make you suffer for it. If you think you'll ruin my night, you're wrong. I'd punish you if you do anything crazy." Huh? This guy was crazy. Would I leave him with another lady? "But why?!" I yelled, burst out in tears, then grabbed the collar of his shirt. What was I doing? "I'm not your slave, Sebastian! I'm not! I'm the woman who loves you from the depth of my hea

Katina says. "I would love too," I say to her I turn to Luca and Whisper in his ear "I gonna try to find out from one of these wives who shot up our wedding," "Be careful," he says and kisses my temple and before I leave I say "Niko" and leave. "how long have my husband and yours know each other," I ask Katina "Oh they've know each other for a while their quite loyal to each other I do want to warn you about some of the other Mafia wives their a little Bertel some of them not all of them of course," she says