Novel & Cerita Exotic Wife Stories

, I said and cut the phone as I continued to look in the brown eyes of the girl in the picture. My Iris had her hands wrapped around the neck of my business enemy while he kissed her on her cheeks. Other photos were scattered on the floor. In some they were kissing and in others smiling and hugging. In some they were naked together in the bed. How could she? Didn't I provide her everything she needed? There was a knock on the door of our bedroom. Our I felt disgusted saying that. I was disgusted of my wife. Was I not enough for her? "What?", I growled.

Every major outlet had the same story, the same photos, the same narrative: Nova Black, America's sweetheart, was a lying, cheating wife who'd destroyed her marriage for a richer man. "No, no, no." The words tumbled out of me as I read comment after comment from fans who'd once loved me. *"She's just another fake celebrity. I'm burning my concert tickets."* *"What a slut. Her husband deserves better."* *"All those love songs were lies. She doesn't know what love means."* *"Team Darren. Hope he takes her for everything in the divorce."*

In return, I got the illusion of a husband, one who never showed up, never called, and never played the role. For two long years, we remained bound by that contract, existing in separate worlds. He focused solely on his company, expanding his empire while I remained a silent, invisible wife. And me? I wasn’t just sitting idle. I built my own empire, in secret, growing into a woman who didn’t need anyone—not him, not anyone. Now, it was time to end it. “I’m not waiting anymore, Katrina. I’ve waited long enough.”

"But in the middle of the night, he got up. He had paid two men to lie down next to her and take his place. They were outcast wolves from another territory in Silver Nation, but visiting because they wanted to find a pack to align with. But this man, the Alpha - he told them to frame his wife, and while he would exile them both as punishment in the end, he would compensate them handsomely to disappear, and they could buy happiness elsewhere. So they did it. And he made a large, grand show of sending someone to coincidentally find his wife naked in bed with two men, and the rest was history. When she begged and pleaded, her husband, her mate, said he had never gone with her to that place and

“On the other side too, no lies; there's the fact that that damned man is my husband, who abandoned me before we got married, and how did it go with the sheik?” “He told me that he has six women; since in his country you can have as many as you can keep well, he assures me that he can keep hundreds; he only has one dick; and also that it is complicated when they start chirping and that women synchronize their periods when they live together, so they had the same change of temperament. I proposed to him that it would be better if we were boyfriend and girlfriend, and he almost didn't want to. I explained to him that he had more wives, but on the other hand, he didn't have a girlfriend, and th

, that's why I'm not jealous with you, that's why I let, you do what you want, if you want to roll around with everyone, go ahead as long as you fulfill, your role as my wife and give me, what I want, when I want it, there will be no problem, I just need a woman to satisfy me, to give me the children I want, that's all, love I gave up with it a long time ago, if I found a woman, who loved me even a little bit and put up with my jealousy, things would be different, but at this point, that's impossible, most will approach me for money, that's why I prefer to marry a vixen, who I know well and her family is well off, just like mine, as I told you at the beginning, marrying you is beneficial to

Bella My husband had a lot of doors in the mansion. He kept all of them closed. I told myself it wasn't my business to knock. Then I started counting how many then he left the house at midnight. Alex was an outing animal. I always imagined having to marry a man that was grounded in his goals, little did I know I'll find myself trapped in a marriage with no emotions. His life was a cheat map, easy to predict but without knowing the outcome of each move.

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

Wilbur flew behind the young man, who shifted his appearance to be clad in long white robes as they made their way towards a small island in the middle of a lake. Wilbur landed on the island behind the young man, where they saw a young lady running toward them, shouting, "Darling!" "Jade." The young man and lady wrapped their arms around each other in a passionate embrace. Wilbur fidgeted awkwardly, letting out a cough before mumbling, "Uhh…" The couple separated, and Jade asked, "Darling, who is this?" The young man smiled. "He's a friend visiting from afar. This is my wife, Jade."

As my blurred vision gradually cleared, I realized I was on a yacht. The woman sitting across from me wore a black leather motorcycle jacket and was playing with an elegant butterfly knife. Her hair was cut short and sharp, her gaze as piercing as a hawk's. Her face was unfamiliar to me, but those eyes radiated a bone-chilling coldness. "Who are you?" My voice came out so hoarse I could barely make a sound. The woman closed her knife and tossed me a towel. "Who I am doesn't matter. What matters is that I know who you are. Marcus Quinn, a former genius trader and the scapegoat in that acquisition case six years ago. What, haven't suffered enough yet?"