Eazy E Wife Novels & Stories

A LOVING HUSBAND AND A BIRTHDAY PRESENT 1 I knew exactly what my wife needed for her birthday. For years I had watched Elena, my beloved wife, lose herself in gay p**n. The first time I caught her, she was on our bed with her legs spread obscenely wide, three fingers buried deep in her soaked pussy while she pinched and pulled her heavy tits. On the screen, a muscular top was destroying a younger guy’s ass in a brutal doggy-style, the bottom moaning like a cheap slut, begging to be fucked to stupor.

"Leave the poor girl Esposa. Our village is so boring. Let a girl fantasize." "Let her fantasize about getting married. Fidel came to see her today. Poor guy. He brought flowers, vanilla. She just treated him like garbage before pushing him out." "I don't think she's ready yet then." Ema"s father still supported making his wife more agitated. "Support her all day till she marries that man in her dreams."

I watch her eyes closed as he tosses her over his shoulder like a bag of potatoes. She’s been drugged. A knot releases. I never believed she wanted him but this confirms what I knew was true. God this entire situation is messing with my head. Why would I think my wife would prefer that sleezball to me? Daniel looks up at me with a quirk of a smile. I nod at him my lips pressing together. “So this proves he has her but did you get the plate of the new car?” I ask as his shoulders dip. “Jake do you even know how tricky it is to hack into each houses and flats door cam. Ther’re all on different systems and they aren’t focused on the road.” A frown pulls between my brows but before I can answer

she said "Please, I ask again, what do you want?, is it money?, name your price and I will pay!" I said with all seriousness "I know something that you think no one else knows" she replied "And what's that, stunk brain?" I asked "you are married to the CEO because of his wealth, you are just a gold digger and that's why you hide your identity so well," she said

She was Etan's lawfully wedded wife, so she could do it. They looked at each other and saw panic in each other's eyes. It turned out that Etan's wife, widely rumored on the Internet, was Jean. Their luck was so bad. Just when they thought they had a big backer, they lost it so quickly. Jean wasn't a woman to be trifled with. She must have hated them, and they were afraid she might hit them later. Almost unconsciously, they moved aside. Etan scoffed, "Wife? Don't you know how I married you?"

Prisila immediately bowed in front of her, but that woman just signalled with her hand to leave, and Prisila left instantly, leaving them alone. “The woman in these photographs is Ivara Theron Elzaek, the wife of my son, Theron Elzaek,” that woman's words shocked Eizlina. He already had a wife? Ivara Theron Elzaek?

I say as I head toward the entrance. “I guess my crazy wife has made her way over there already.” “Who?” “No one. Look, I’m sorry, son. What’s your name again?” “Eriq.” “Eriq, can you check if she’s arguing with a pretty Black woman?” “Okay,” I say, a bit confused. I walk toward the stairs and stop when I see her speaking to a chocolate-skinned woman. “She’s talking to a woman.” “Is she a gorgeous woman in a yellow dress with a bow at the waist?” I glance at her and confirm the outfit.

Her heart racing nervously, Elodie begins to walk up to Kendrick. As she does this, the cameras click nonstop, the flashing lights causing her to squint. The crowd is transfixed, their eyes glued to Elodie, mesmerized by her looks. A woman of pure beauty, and the ability to captivate all who lay eyes on her. “Her name is Elodie,” Kendrick says, answering only but one of the reporter's questions. Elodie takes Kendrick's hand and he pulls her close, wrapping an arm around her waist. “This is my wife, Elodie Holland,” Kendrick announces with a smile.

The dark brown hair swiftly caresses her face, getting attached to the slightly red skin because of sweat. Her exhausted eyes keep monitoring the food, which is releasing a flavorful aroma of seasoning. Today, she is going to meet her husband, a billionaire who has been away from her since the day she said, "I do!" Gwen Stacy is the obedient wife of a billionaire businessman who said goodbye before saying "I do," signing the marriage papers and getting no chance to look at his wife or let his wife see him.

Someone knows something about you that even you don't know. Her phone buzzed again. This time, there was no caller ID. A message appeared. Congratulations on your wedding, Sophia. She stared at it. Another message arrived. You should ask Damien why he is so desperate to make you his wife. Sophia's breathing became shallow. Then a third message appeared. And before you walk down that aisle, ask him what really happened to your father. Sophia's hand trembled as she stared at the messages. Serena noticed. “What is it?”