Falling For My Husband Novels & Stories

I took a slow step backward, intending to tiptoe back to my room before he caught me listening, but my heel caught the base of a tall white vase resting on the display pedestal behind me. The vase wobbled, tipping over with a deafening crash that shattered across the floorboards. Inside the study, the hushed speaking stopped instantly. The door swung fully open, exposing me right on the floor in front of my husband. Arthur stood in the doorway, staring down at me as I scrambled to regain my balance. His phone was still gripped in his hand, the screen glowing in the dim light.

"Don't make it weird." His laughter followed me into my room. I closed the door and leaned against it, pressing my fingers to my lips as though I could somehow contain the ridiculous smile spreading across my face. I had kissed him again. And this time, I hadn't done it because I was caught up in a moment or because I wanted to silence him. I had done it because I wanted to. That was the part I couldn't ignore anymore. I was falling for my husband. And no matter how many times I tried to convince myself that I could control it, I was beginning to suspect that my heart had already made its decision. I just needed the courage to catch up.

Slowly, my trembling hand lowered the phone as tears streamed endlessly down my face. I didn’t know how long I sat there, writhing in pain. Alone. While my husband… had chosen work over us once again. A sharp wave of agony suddenly tore through my stomach, stronger than before. I cried out as more blood poured down my legs. “Help…” My voice was barely audible. “Someone help me…” Moments later, I faintly heard hurried footsteps and the panicked voices of neighbors before my vision finally went black. The last thing I remembered… Was clutching my stomach tightly while silently praying over and over again.

I said through gritted teeth. He rolled his eyes. “Look, Vivian. Things just turned out like… this. There was nothing I could have done about it.” “Things just turned out like this? You just happened to be the son of a billionaire and lied to me? You just happened to be the groom of my cousin's best friend?” “Well, you didn't really think that I was going to marry you, did you?” “We've been dating for almost two years!” I yelled in anger. “Keep your damn voice down!"

But I decided to get closer to him so that I could satisfy his desire. But I got it all wrong because the path he had chosen was too demanding that he couldn’t even go closer to a woman. But until recently that I got to know that your fallen for my husband was a calculated plan to cause my husband to fall so that he could be killed or separated from humans.

Closing the bathroom door behind me I lean against the door and sat down like a broken mirror. "Unfortunately I'm the reason behind your anger and disappointment, but I don't want to give you problems. Here I'm also helpless, our twisted fate has played this game and tied up us. Kunwar sa please forgive me. I promise I won't show you my face ever. I won't try to interfere in your life, I want you to live a happy life. You're my husband, though I'm not your wife." I wiped my tears and stood to go out. After 2 hours of my crying session, I came out of the bathroom and found him sleeping on the bed very peacefully. I went near him and stared at him lovingly. His hairs fall on his forehead. I wa

I couldn't wait to finish this meal because his stare made me uncomfortable and the worst part was I couldn't hide it. "Mom, I didn't mean it that way, I'm sure marrying him was the best decision you made and I sincerely wish you both the best." Mom nodded at my apology and Nicholas reached out for my hand. "It might take time but you will find peace and happiness in this home, I assure you that." I smiled at his words but I was sure peace was far from me because your son was going to torment me with his dick. "I'd really love for you and Andrew to be friends, and I mean good friends. It will be nice," he added and I forced a smile. Why are my mom and stepdad trying their best to make me fal

Husdon ignored the screams of his daughters, and the weeping of Phillip, and wept the single tears that were burning his vision. "I failed as a father," He whispered, letting himself fall to his knees as sobs tore themselves from his chest, "I am sorry Martha! Forgive your husband! Forgive me! Please forgive me! I let you down." Turning around, Jada looked at Chase, her face wet, and he rushed over to her, catching as she dropped into his arms, shaking violently while a scream ripped from her mouth and she clutched his shirt, burying her head into his chest and sobbing.

I beat his chest repeatedly. I shouldn't have fall for him I shouldn't have taken that risk "I hate you Barry.."my voice choked and cracked in tears. He held me closer to him "Vee..I'm sorry!" "Don't tell me you're sorry!"I yelled at him "I fell for you..I thought you loved me..I thought we were gonna be a very great couple..you made me change..you have me confidence..you showed me love..love you couldn't return.." "It's not what you think!"

“It isn’t easy for me to say this to you, Leylla, especially because it is my son we are talking about here. But when he said those words downstairs, I knew he meant every single word. The way he looked at you… that wasn’t a performance. This isn’t one of his twisted games. He is into your soul and mind.” I shook my head in denial, stepping back, trembling from within. Refusing to believe that lie. How could he… but then… That wasn’t the first time Vincent insisted I was his woman. I had lost count of how many times I had corrected him, reminding him that he no longer owned me. Could it be that he fell for me after we broke up? You know, those stories that we read? Someone realizing how much