Falling For My Husband Novels & Stories

My phone buzzed on the bedside table. I smiled, thinking it was Luke letting me know he was finally on his way home. He had called earlier to say work was keeping him busy, and although I was disappointed, I had convinced myself it would be worth the wait. But when I picked up my phone, my smile slowly disappeared. An unknown number sent me a video, with a confused gaze, I clicked on the video and pressed play. The moment the screen lit up, my entire world came crashing down. My fingers froze around the phone as I watched Luke... my husband... wrapped around another woman.

I let out the torrent of tears that ran down, my heart exploding into tiny fragments as they slipped down. " You shouldn't say that, you will see our kids grow" Our kids. There had been a time when I had actually wanted to see that happen, everything was going on so well, that I couldn't help it. I wanted to see our kids with him, but he had messed it up and funny enough, I was now here with him. I had my fiancé jacket over my shoulders, while I was talking to him, and I could feel a part of me opening up to him again, and I wondered if it was cheating, even when our marriage was based on just business.

I had just lost my baby. My marriage had ended. And all I could do was sleep with a stranger? No this was a mistake and I needed to get out of here asap! I slipped out of bed quietly and began gathering my clothes. My head throbbed, still hungover from last night and it made my movements clumsy. I rushed to put on my underwear, then clothes. As I pulled the dress over my head, my heel caught in the fabric. I lost my balance and fell. Oh no!

I let out a soft, romantic giggle, my hands resting naturally against his chest, sliding up to tangle in his hair. “I think,” I whispered, smiling up at my husband as the city lights washed over his face, “you were the one doing all the talking.” I tilted my head, looking up at him through my lashes, the warm buzz of the wine making me feel completely light and daring. “You’re misremembering, Mr. Bennett,” I teased softly, my fingers twisting into the cool fabric of his shirt. “As I recall, you were the one standing right by that bed, staring at me like I was some kind of puzzle you couldn’t wait to solve.”

I wanted to shower under hot water. I pulled my feet out. He was still swimming in cold water so magnificently. My body was heated after copulation. I was used to the cold. But it was really freezing outside. I was concerned about repairing the heat in my apartment. Now, here I was with my husband. He could purchase everything he looked at. My heart didn't stop racing. I glanced at his back. My inside churned. It wasn't just after the effect of copulation. I could feel and realize that it was more than just physical. I was falling for my husband.

Then, I returned to the room, only to burst into laughter when I saw Sebastian standing there, eyes wide in shock. He was my husband, the man I wanted to be with, the one with whom I wanted to start a family and live happily ever after. That was all I could think about, all I could remember, because it was what I desired. Every other detail about him or our situation seemed to fade away. I rushed toward him, "Honey!" I giggled, "Where have you been? I've been waiting for you." I was just a few steps away from him when the droplets of water from my hair caused me to slip. I nearly hit the floor, but he caught me, and I fell into his arms.

To her surprise, she sees her new husband sitting there looing busy on his tablet. “Good morning. I did not know that you would still at home.” “Well, there is something called honeymoon. I mean I got married yesterday. So, I am working from home for the next week.” “Ok, By the way I hope you have eaten.” “Well no, I am waiting for my wife to wake up so we can eat together. If you don’t mind of course.” Michael says looking at her. “There is no problem, you should have woken me up early so I don’t delay you.”

I mouthed, bringing out a smile from my husband's lips. Oh, this man is making me fall for him real hard, real fast.

It wasn't an everyday thing to have your husband—no, contract husband—tell you he is falling for you. Damien's gaze was intense, making my skin crawl, and my stomach fluttered. When I had joked at the beginning that I would make him fall for me, I didn't think it would be this easy. I mean, I hadn't even started on that aspect yet. I was still thinking of what to do with Fiona and Adrian. How come he's already falling? "Damien, I think you're mistaken, okay? Maybe you think you're falling for me just because you haven't had, you know—"

I begged, pressing my teeth together. "Tell me you don't feel this strong connection, and I will leave; tell me, baby. Come on, look at me." I lifted my face, blinking back the moisture in my eyelids. I would have never thought that in my life I would want my husband's stepbrother in such a manner. I hesitated, knowing the words would never come. "I feel something for you," I responded finally, heaving a sigh. "Then please be mine, baby; give me this chance to make you the happiest woman on earth." He lowered his hand and held me by my waist, waiting for me to talk.