Falling For My Mysterious Wife Novels & Stories

The scent… the warmth… it all reminded me of someone I had loved once. Lillian. The voice I heard was distorted by my intoxication, but my mind filled in the gaps. In that moment, I convinced myself it was just a dream—a cruel, intoxicating illusion of my childhood crush. I didn’t resist. I let the mysterious woman have her way with me, my mind completely consumed by memories of Lillian. --- The next morning, I woke up early—and what I saw shattered me. Lillian lay naked beside me. My stepbrother’s wife.

Every glance, every accidental brush of skin, every quiet word in the hallway made it impossible to deny the truth: Alexander Cole was as real as he was impossible. And I was falling.

Doubt clouded his eyes, but what would he say if he did? It seemed Louis might change his mind; after all, Mischa was about to become his wife. He leaned back in his car seat, running a hand through his hair. His gaze dropped to the ground. He breathed slowly, finally making a decision. With his usual charm and assertive demeanor, he lifted his face and said, "Why am I doubting this? The marriage is arranged, and soon Mischa will be my wife…" The car door swung open. Louis saw a sealed box in a shopping bag. A smile touched his lips as he confidently walked into the apartment and found Mischa relaxing in the garden.

His wife. I was not supposed to think of my father’s wife as a beautiful woman, and certainly I should not have drunk her in like I did. But there I was, my gaze following her through the room. I should have stayed away, knowing that she was a temptation that could lead to my distraction, but I had enjoyed the pleasure of seeing her laugh and smile throughout the night. And when I made the mistake of bringing my body close to hers, I thanked my lucky star. I had opted for the jeans that I was wearing instead of the usual joggers that I loved; otherwise, I would have had a hard time hiding the hard on I was spotting. A hard on that immediately went down when I saw my father and his wife leave

“Your husband.” I couldn't help but laugh as I looked up at him, already feeling mischievous. “How about I also let everyone know you have a wife?” His gaze darkened. “Really?” Before I could respond, he held me and leaned down again, causing my back to lower towards the desk. “So you want…” he whispered”...want to bet laid?” "What?" My cheeks immediately burned. “I was talking about the hickeys,” I said quickly. I looked away, my heart pounding.

He stared into my eyes lovingly before leaning in towards my trembling lips. As his face drew closer, the image of my husband dissipated and was replaced with that of the mysterious man's. That’s when I realized that the mysterious man had been taller than me, which was interesting considering the fact that I’m almost six foot myself. My face turned bright red as I stood there pondering my next move. Still shocked, I pulled away from his grasp and escaped his kiss. In a moment of panic I put the entire bar under a spell to do a group dance to an upbeat. Everyone in the bar began moving in sync with each other to the beat of the song.

"I don't care what your mom says, really. What I know is that I'm not leaving you just yet, Xavier." My heart skipped a beat as our eyes met. I felt a rush of affection, a connection that went beyond our contractual marriage. And for a moment, I forgot about the pretense, forgot about the contract. All I saw was Alice, her eyes shining with tears, her face etched with determination. In that moment, I knew I was in trouble. I was falling for my fake wife, hard.

My throat is as dry as a desert under the scorching heat of the sun. It’s painful to quaff down air. My mouth can’t even produce its own moisture to relieve the searing pain caused by the dryness of my throat. I didn’t know how my night turned into this embarrassing nightmare. First, I heard my fiance fuck his secret lover and promised to divorce me five years after our marriage so that they could be together. Second, I am acclaimed to be an excellent climber and almost fell 40 feet because of my weak gripping. Third, I am facing Xavier, fiddling like an uncomfortable idiot. I feel so small that I wanted to shrink into his gray sheets.

Her tone was teasing but carried a sting of sarcasm. Jace blinked in surprise. “How did you know?” “Because she’s your wife, Jace,” she said calmly. “And she’s a public figure. It’s not exactly a secret.” Jace laughed softly, shaking his head. “I didn’t even remember until she called. I’ve been lost in thoughts of you all day.” “Just me?” she asked, feigning innocence. “Well, you did say honesty first, right?” He gave a crooked smile. “You, and work. But mostly you. Seeing you makes everything else fade.”

I never in the world thought he would notice me in between the millions of people. "On the first day when I saw you in your company, I fell for your beauty, then I realized your soul is even prettier when I get to know about you. I fell for your mystery black orbs hid so much pain and need of love, then I experienced the colorful world behind. I fell for your struggle, then I saw the future you are working for yourself and ourselves. I fell for your promise, then I noticed the efforts you do to make it true. I fell for your humble heart, then I found it need love and care. I fell for you and realized how fortunate I'm to have you in my life. I love you, Athena Callus and I want you to be min