Esposa Hotwife Novels & Stories

"Mrs. Esposito. You are the last person I expected to see here. Shouldn't you be home with your husband?" I shrugged and looked down at my drink with a brief sad smile, "I thought so too. But my husband had other ideas. He's out doing God knows what with God knows who," I shrugged again, "I guess having one woman gets boring after a while, right? Some guys need a variety." Hilton looked surprised, "I'm sorry to hear that. I got the feeling you were the ride-or-die type. You have his back, and he cheats? That doesn't sound very fair, does it?"

"You won't, Darling. You won't." Manya gritted her jaw as she watched her new husband in the arms of another woman in front of her with a disturbing coldness. Yes, she punished herself with this marriage but this man was Her husband. He belongs to her until she decides otherwise and if He thinks that He can sleep around while being married to Her, He has another thing coming. She fisted her hand around and turned to leave but her eyes went to John McCain who was standing a few steps away from her. A frown creased her brows when she noticed the look of cold anger on his face as he watched Samanvay and Lisa together.

Jesus. It was loads and loads of money. She opened the other two. "This here is 500 million dollars, I could give you more if you want, all I want from you right now is to stay away from him, you could leave the country if you want to." This was an insult. She was insinuating I was a gold digger or something. "No. I'm sorry but I can't retire, but I can stay away from him. I won't take this." She scoffed out a laugh.

I said, my voice rising with panic. Another man—tall, with thin glasses—stepped forward from the corner of the room. “Vanesa, please, calm down. It’s me, Rio. I’m your manager. I was terrified when I heard about your accident. But look—you’re alive. That’s what matters most.” I shook my head rapidly, frustration and fear rising in my chest. “Stop calling me Vanesa! I’m not her! I’m Paula Whitney! My husband—” I paused, biting my lip. “My husband... Orlando... where is he?”

They were certain that Joanna, the official wife of the wealthy man, was there to impart some wisdom to the mistress ever since she approached her. Stella laughed and felt enraged. Suddenly speaking, she said, "She is my ex-husband's mother." Others didn't trust her after hearing her remarks. In addition to Joanna's demeanor and appearance, the handbag she was holding was a tailed model from a particular high-end label. She wouldn't be eligible to receive the handbag at all if she wasn't a VIP member who had invested tens of millions of dollars in that brand.

Hunter was startled at the reaction, and at the anger simmering in her eyes. “Just what are you suggesting Mr North?” She asked frostily. “You have a wife. It is not appropriate for you to ask your PA out.” He stared at her. She was right of course. She couldn’t know that Celeste wanted them to go out. And she was absolutely furious that he was treating his wife like that. Goddess Celeste, she is glorious. She’s defending you against your cheating husband. I bet she is, she chuckled. Remember, we’re taking this slow.

'She is someone else's wife. Not just anyone, the hot-tempered Zack Anderson.

Lara said, "Am sorry but we cannot see eachother.. I am happily married to my husband and I love Mike very much." Jasper hummed, "Hmm... But you don't sound happy to me, and if I guess it's about Mike. You shouldn't think that I am lying to you. I can send you photos and images of Mike, if you want to see it for yourself." Lara gulped, and she replied, "No. I don't want to see anything." Jasper immediately asked her, "Ain't you on W******p? Check your W******p now let me send to you some photos and videos of your lovely husband, happily cheating on you."

The room became painfully quiet, and Selene had to physically keep her fingers stretched before her wolf would instinctively turn them into fists and someone's face would take a dirty blow. Everyone in this house remembered the day Chloe hart returned from abroad about her bad divorce. Yeah, Adrian's first love got married at her last years in college, and came back running into his widespread arms two years later when the company started to stand strong again. That very day she returned, Adrian practically forgot he had a wife. She stayed over at his voice, slept on their matrimonial bed while Selene was tossed out to another room, travelled with him and even attended many occasions with hi

Her voice now bouncing off the roof, she was growing ecstatic. “If I had a body half as hot as yours, girl… I'm not sure I would give that to just any man… You know what I think about marriage… I'm not ready for all those betrayals… Wait till my boss sees you,” she cajoled, her lips parted widely.