Novel & Cerita Dominant Wife Stories

Catherine was so restless that she couldn't sleep. The thought of seeing James every morning sent a chill to her spine. She knew that the only option she had was to quit, but that also was impossible. She hissed. Determined not to tell him who she was and about their son since he had forgotten everything about her. 'I can't throw away many years of hard work just because he appeared from nowhere. That's impossible' she said to herself. Getting to the ladder of Vice president in Williams group is not a joke. She hissed again having made up her mind to deal with facing him every day. She promised herself that she would be strong for herself and her son.

Then, he sighed and commented, "I also think she looked familiar. She is such a beautiful woman!" Swirling the glass lightly, Aden smiled and also nodded. "Not only that but she is also amazing!" This woman was so capable that she made Kevin touch her and marry her willingly. He even got angry at her! Alex raised his glass and linked it with another's glasses, "Why do I seem to foresee a dominating wife?" "Next time you will have to go and ask Kevin to see who is the dominant one." "Joseph, you are so mean!" Alex laughed. Then the other two laughed together.

valnatina snapped at dominic who seemed pissed off. “She was once married to me, she got preggant when we were divorce, our son was in her womb when we were separated, so you have no right to say my son is a bastard, no right he is my legimate Heir, and he will remind that no matter what”dominic declared. “I will never let you humiliated my daughter, never”she yelled out. “You were aware when you married her to me that she would be my second wife, you had an idea about that,”he snapped at her.

He still stubbornly held me, which made me strike his face. At last, that managed to make him release me, but his eyes were still filled with determination not to let me go. I knew his unyielding nature too well. “Sir, I don’t know who she is. But touching someone else is a crime.” “You are my wife.” This crazy bastard. Now he was claiming me as his wife. I truly wanted to scream those words in his face, but I forced myself to control my breathing. “Your wife? Wasn’t she already dead? I don’t know who she is.”

At that time, she had only been running her business for three years, and the proposal nearly emptied all her savings. I had ached at the thought of such waste. She had knelt on one knee, holding up the ring. “Compared to everything you’ve done for me, what is this?” I slid the ring onto my finger. After our wedding, I managed her company while taking care of our home. I reviewed every contract she signed and accompanied her to every important client meeting. The company had reached its current scale with half her talent and half my effort. I thought that was the most beautiful form of love—growing from campus romance to wedding vows, building something from nothing, fighting side by side.

She's describing her marriage as a slow disappearing and she's describing the way her husband manages every aspect of her life while claiming that he's protecting her and she's describing the way she's started to believe that this is just what love is and what marriage is and what's expected of women. Dominic's father is listening to her and he's hearing in her words a reflection of his own failures and his own approach to power and his own understanding that his need to control comes from fear and insecurity and terror of being abandoned or rejected or left alone. He's realizing as he listens to her that his wife has probably experienced with him exactly what Nora's mother is experiencing w

Her brother loves teasing him, and she just can't stop that because she thinks that; her brother was only trying to be friendly with her husband. Even when everyone was against her marriage with Eliot, her brother had support her and tells her he believes in her. She hates it, when guys control her. She just wants to be the dominant wife, the one whom the husband would never look in the face, she wants a pet as a husband. She has always read from a story on how man turns girls or their wife into pet, so she's trying to actualize that. “Sheep!” She barked when she saw his boxer lying carelessly on the tiled floor.

Gwen replied, knowing she was wrong but not wanting to admit it in front of her husband. "Are you jealous of that woman?" Dominic guessed, noticing his wife's sudden change. "Jealous? No, I'm not jealous of anyone. Why should I be jealous?" Dominic smiled at his wife's obvious lie. He moved closer and kissed her passionately, as if to show that she was his true love. Gwen dared to respond to her husband's kiss, wanting to match his intensity. They were very intense, with Dominic even picking her up and seating her on the bedside table without breaking the kiss.

"Who are you calling the other woman? Anna is my wife. She was the one I married." Wilson moved to stand by me, his hand finding my shoulder. "Rowena, enough with the drama, okay?" It was a relief to hear him defend me, but the way he scolded Rowena, trying to hold back his anger, it still felt like he was taking sides. Suddenly, he seemed like a stranger to me. Maybe the love we had was just a mirage, nothing more than the sweet phase every couple goes through at the start. "What did you just say?" Rowena was even more shocked by Wilson's declaration than by the slap. Her eyes were huge as she pointed at me, her voice shaking. "You say she's your wife? Then what am I? We're married!"

Why hasn't she croaked yet? I looked at the woman who once swore to spend her life with me, and now she showed this side of herself to another man. Over the past two years, I pulled every string I had for her sake. I handed over a dedicated oil supply line from Prince Khalid to the Wynter family for free. I even drank myself to the point of a bleeding ulcer to secure the Valdoria Monarchy's jewelry distribution rights for her. "Cassie, are you sure you want to burn this bridge with me?"