Double Team Wife Novels & Stories

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.

" Let me let you in on a little secret; your boss is amazing in bed and his wife is just a small hurdle he doesn't know what he's capable of , if anything I think that his wife is holding him back but don't tell her I said that however only to thank you for setting up the appointment this Friday and thank you for giving me a heads up . " " That's no problem that's why I booked you on Friday because I think the team is playing an away game so she should be on her way to Johannesburg on that afternoon because she needs to arrive with the team and I always check both there squirrels in case if they want to meet up for lunch or anything else so I've got your back between you and me I don't like

I had not yet heard that nickname for our tedious leader, or about any quiz. Nancy voice changed tone as she continued. "Back then, even before high school I was a tennis player and a fan of our college tennis team. Now Dr. Victor's wife... Wow! She could have gone pro, except her dad had ideas that have a lot in common with slave labor. Let me tell you, for her I would be glad to switch sides of the net, serve or receive... yum... service. She was hot then and she is still smoking. She kills me when we play full-speed, I am good but she reacts so fast and is such a great shot I really can't make her work up a sweat. Well, she makes up for it after a match, we wash each other's backs and leg

Losing both would be a living hell for her. Lynne nodded and replied, “That’s fair. Everything she owns comes from our family. It’s only right that we take them back. “Come back with me. After what happened today, I can’t stand the thought of you being out here on your own.” I looked up at Lynne, her slender frame somehow giving me strength. “I’ll go home with you, Lynne.” On the bright side, Lady Luck smiled down on me. At least, I had the support of family when I faced the betrayal of love. I was able to find strength during these trying times. Perhaps that was the power of blood ties.

Emily’s mouth parted slightly in surprise, unable to look away. “Who is she? And how did she get in here?” George asked, confused by the silent standoff between the two women. No one responded. The air thickened with tension as their gazes remained locked. “Baby… do you know her? What’s going on?” George asked again, growing more bewildered with each passing second. After several long, silent minutes, Emily finally cleared her throat and spoke. “She is Luna Ward—your new wife”

"My wife is Thalia Langford." I paused long enough for every camera in the room to capture the moment. "She is the only woman I have ever called my wife, and she remains my wife." The silence became almost uncomfortable. "If any of you continue spreading false stories about my family, my marriage, or my wife, my legal team will respond accordingly. And for those who started this, they would be dealt with, same with anyone who tries to say or do something harmful to my wife.” Nobody challenged me. Nobody even attempted another question.

They never lasted, and they never even got to the stage of being his wife—even if it was a fake one, but I did. It felt like an achievement. It was like doing reputational insurance that other women never got to experience. “I'm his first wife,” I repeated it to myself like I was casting some evil spell. “I'm his first wife.” It was indeed an achievement. I buried myself in those thoughts till darkness covered the sky and I didn't even realise. That evening, Alex got back happy. It was a rare scenario. “My beautiful darling,” he uttered. My brows were furrowed in confusion. He never added any endearments to my calling.

"Of course not!" I sat down. It was almost funny, attending my own wife's wedding and whatnot. I started looking around. Before long, the older woman beside me struck up a conversation. "Those two look perfect together, don't they? It wasn't easy for them to get married." I gritted my teeth, but the bitterness still came. "What made it hard?"

People can marry who they want or choose not to. “Marriage is a partnership too, Nikolai. Partnership is where two people mutually benefit from each other. It was a shotgun marriage that you had and don’t tell me otherwise. I may not meddle in everything you do, but I know what you’ve been up to. Do you think I’d let you settle for a life with a mere woman like her? No. It doesn’t work that way.” “I’ll pretend I never heard this from you.” “You’ll get to jail.”