Exposed Wives Novels & Stories

Since she was the party at fault, the court awarded me sole custody of Enzo. Furthermore, due to her infidelity during the marriage, she was forced to leave the marriage with nothing. Without my permission, she wouldn't be able to see Enzo at all. Hearing the final ruling, Elaine cried until she nearly fainted. But I could no longer bring myself to believe her tears. Shortly after, I packed up and moved with Enzo to another city to start a brand-new life. With the help of a few friends, I started my own company. Relying on solid technical expertise and honest business practices, the company gradually began to thrive.

“My late ex husband, Noah Shaw, he was a very terrible man. A bully. He would beat me up for not having his meals ready at exactly six pm, and he would hit me with a belt for not having a spread out on the table for him, and that only happened when I was sick. He would also cheat on me, and he treated me worse than dirt beneath his usually doesn’t shoes. You can’t imagine.” Delilah shook her head. “How can a person be that cruel to his own wife?” “Oh, that was not even all. He refused to allow us to have children! He made me act all prim and proper and treated me like a child. He cheated multiple times and would still come back to me to break things and complain and transfer aggression. I st

I had been his wife, his equal partner, and yet I had been framed by the very people who should have trusted me. "Let’s try the Westbrook server again," Elias said, his voice suddenly decisive. "We might be able to find something hidden there." The idea of breaking into the Westbrook system again felt wrong, but I pushed the unease aside. I had no choice. Selene had been manipulating every part of our lives—our marriage, our business, our reputation—and I wouldn’t let her win.

“There is a reason… ex is before the word ‘wife’. Natalia, use your dictionary sometimes.” Natalia paused in her pacing… she tilted her head to the side and thought about that declaration. She dipped her hand into her pocket and brought out her phone, then typed in the word ‘ex’. Seeing the meaning of that word, her face formed into a frown. She then typed the word ‘ex-wife.’ As she read through, her frown deepened and she gritted her teeth. Her hold around her phone tightened. “That fucking bitch!” Natalia was right… Aliyah had shown her place as Romero’s present wife. The little bitch had showed her that she was Romero’s past, and Aliyah was now his present.

Earlier, Dominic had noticed Tom from a distance. After all, no one wore a cotton jacket in June, yet nobody else seemed to find it strange. No one even glanced at him. Tom watched a scantily dressed woman walk into a small residential compound in the alley. Only then did he lower his gaze and say painfully, "She… is my wife. No. To be precise, she's my ex-wife." Dominic raised an eyebrow. He had noticed the woman's heavy makeup as well. It seemed Tom's story would be an interesting one.

“That - That is my fucking wife. Lolardo, a Mafia leader screamed out. The blood in Wes’s veins turned cold. He turned toward the screen. He watched in horror as the video that was showing displayed the woman's face. He watched the videos changing one after the other. Revealing every woman he had ever slept with. Showing in detail how he made love to them. People stared astonished at the screen. “I am so glad you told me to be here Alice,” Jackson said as he clinked his glass against hers. Wes stood frozen. His eyes darted around the room at the husbands of each wife he slept with. He glanced at the door but the leader's men already blocked them.

The caption was simple. Wife caught between billionaire husband and possessive ex. Who’s really the villain? #ZaneWolfe #AlessiaWolfe #CaughtInTheCrossfire She hit the “Post button.” Let the empire burn.

“In this business, women are treated nothing more than slaves, if I am being blunt, then I’d use the term sex slaves. You’re with them because they enjoy you, not because they are in love with you or something. You’re there for their pleasure and wife is just a term they gave you on a whim. When you’re useless, then toss you around. Even going to the extent of selling you to the next highest bidder. Just like your father did.” I felt hot bile rising in my throat. “You’re lying. Why would they do this? I am their….wife.” Alessandro chuckled. “They don’t necessarily think of you that way. They regard you as a pet. If you don’t believe me, try to sneak into Alexei’s office and you’ll find what

Mark had a perfect view of that huge black cock stretching his wife's pussy lips obscenely wide. Her inner walls gripped him, creamy white pussy juice coating his shaft, he whimpered softly, as he tried to stop his hands from stroking his tiny dick. But a faggot is always a faggot, because with even stroking his dick, he was already cumming like a broken faucet as he watched his wife being used properly in a way he could never do it.

CHEATING WIFE LEAVES HUSBAND FOR HIS COUSIN. I stared at the words until the screen dimmed in my hand. Then another notification appeared, followed by another. I unlocked the phone again despite myself, and the comments came rushing up beneath the photograph. People who had never heard my voice were calling me shameless. Women were asking how I could betray my husband so publicly. Men were congratulating Ryan for being strong enough to expose me. Someone had even written that women like me deserved to lose everything. My thumb stopped moving.