Excellent Wife Book Novels & Stories

She had wondered privately if the stink of the city alone could coerce her to follow her husband’s command to stay indoors, though she considered it highly unlikely. As she had paused to examine the books lining the shelves, the faint beginnings of her good humour had fled. The titles on the spines leered down at her, the jagged lettering contriving rotten faces of their own. Woman and Sin, they read. The Keeping of a Good Wife. Accomplishments Acceptable in the Female Gender.

"Jerome, you can't be this cold. Talia's your wife! You're really sending her to prison yourself? Without her, these kids won't have a mother!" It made my stomach turn. Now he just said it out loud—she's my wife. No shame. I almost wanted to slap myself for bringing him into her life. "You good? Talia's your wife. Your kids' mom. What's she got to do with me? You wanted what wasn't yours. You stabbed me in the back. Now you pay." As they dragged Talia off, she twisted back and spat, "I put up with being your wife for seven years—that's more than you deserved. You think you're some prize?

Xavier laughed too. "Thank you, love. I cannot even thank you enough to say how much it means to me. You are a perfect Woman, Caroline. An entrepreneur, handling a multinational law firm. An amazing wife who knows how to take care of her husband and make his life a blessing. And not to mention how amazing a mother you are.

"What's wrong son?" "I have the most generous wife in the world. The things she has done for me; from Lisa to Rhonda to Dawn to Zoe exceed all bounds. I could not love her more than I do. She gives me everything and I can't give her nearly as much as she gives me." I took a deep breath. "As a result of Mr. Thornhill's generosity, my wife offered to suck his cock if I would agree to it. At first I thought, 'Shit, yeah, what a great guy. I'd almost suck his cock myself, he's so fucking fantastic.' I told her 'you should have asked me. I would have told you yes.' Now I'm sitting across from you wondering if and when she'll ask again if she can suck your cock. I imagine her with her lips wrapped

“Besides, my wife is more delicious.” THE END!

Danielle stated plainly, “To me, a wife is someone who can carry herself on the same level as her husband. They should share their joys, their sorrows, the highs, and the lows, and continue to grow together. Instead of subjecting herself to being a… glorified nanny. “All the things you mentioned just now are more suited for a common nanny or housekeeper, they would do all of those things far better than I can. However, my role as a wife is unique and cannot be replaced. What’s so bad about warming my husband’s bed anyway? If you ask me, that’s what a healthy married couple should do by right.” Willow frowned deeply upon receiving this response. She did not expect such a prudish, disgusting s

“I hope you’re not bored with this every day. I was embarrassed actually, but how else I could do,everything be different? The consequence I have to accept is that I was the one who uncovered it. This blonde haired woman took a deep breath and smiled at the man beside her. Her fingers, which were polished with nude nail polish, were placed on her husband’s hand. “Nick, calm down. You don’t have to feel bad for me. This is your real daily life. As a wife, I should accompany you and do my duty,” She answered in a soft tone. “Are you okay with my activities like this? Aren’t you bored?” The woman shook her head. “As long as you are by my side, everything will be fine.” The young man kissed his

I was beginning to get bored of the big house and it wasn't hard to know that I wanted something more than waking up, eating, and moving around with bodyguards everywhere like I was the wife of the president. I took a stroll to the garage when I saw my husband reversed out of the house in his white Rolls Royce Phantom. He didn't see me and I didn't care to wave at him before he zoomed off with speed, I was about to turn back when I bumped into Georgina and some books "oh, I'm sorry," I said fast and went down to pick up the books that fell from her hands "I thought you were leaving the house with my dad, wasn't expecting to see you standing here" she replied

He was about to spell out my options, but the clock kept ticking in agonizing slowness that it felt as if it was going backwards. "Get. To. The. Point. Todd." Seven hours ago, I had whisked Stephanie off our private jet. Our friends had been over to throw a surprise welcome home drinks. I couldn't have been happier. My beautiful, strong, talented wife. The love of my life was mine forever, to be by my side. Only to be ripped away from me like the fucking tide. Twelve hours ago, she was in my arms—begging for more. For me. Now I couldn't do anything... just wait. I swore to protect her, and I hadn't even managed a month of us being married to look after her.

I sighed, thinking that being loved by my husband was a total dream. Honestly, I am so jealous of myself that the public used to know because I was loved by my husband. There was a book that was written about me and talked about how beautiful it is to be El’s wife. How I wish that everything the public heard were all true. “Let's go inside, ma'am.” I nodded. “You are the luckiest woman in the whole world, ma'am. Having Mister Suarez is quite too much. You can't ask for more.” “Yes. He's good. A good father to our child even though I am still carrying him inside my womb.”