Fatal Allure Spoiling My Wife Novels & Stories

I'm not the problem. And tomorrow morning, over breakfast, in our designer kitchen with our marble countertops and our organic coffee and our carefully curated life, I'm going to watch him try to explain this away. I'm going to watch him smile and smooth talk and make this somehow my fault. And for the first time in six years, I'm not going to let him. My phone buzzes. The screenshots I sent myself. Evidence I never thought I'd need to collect. Evidence of a marriage that died long before tonight, I just didn't want to see it.

she replied, touching his groin area. "Nera no… please stop!" "Why? Because you are fucking married?" She laughed. "Nera, once we open this closed Pandora's box, it will eventually be our end," Frank warned her. It was no secret that he still loved her; her hands on him were bringing back memories that he wished were buried and he was already getting hard from her rubbing him. "I am already dead; you killed me four years ago; this here is just a walking corpse," she confessed. Frank finally looked into her sad eyes.

On the day we were about to register our marriage for the ninety-ninth time, I, Joshua Smith, went rigid as I read those words flickering before my eyes. Suddenly, a sharp pain tore through my abdomen. It was the memory of being poisoned in my previous life, so vivid it felt as though it had just happened. Talia Ford, my wife, saw me frozen and snapped impatiently, "Joshua, move! Get out of my way! I need to go to the hospital with Uncle Adam!"

Kunwar sa immediately came to the other side of the bed and sat next to me while asking. 'Is he really concerned about me or he's just showing off in front of everyone?' I thought in my mind. "Were you in Mars, that you did not sense, the person next to you, who is your religious wife, is in pain? She has food poisoning so must be going to the bathroom all night. Then how couldn't you understand this small thing that she's unwell?" Maa Sa scolds him because of his carelessness. Poor Kunwar Sa. Because of me, he had to bear earful scolding. He wasn't at fault. Cause I didn't come back to the room from the bathroom. The whole night I was in the bathroom.

Her marriage just ended, and you’re the reason, idiot. Okay, one problem at a time. “I haven’t tricked you! I swear! I’ve probably forgotten a pill or two, and there has been a hole in the c...” “Come on! The chances of being hit by a meteorite is bigger, Allison!” I snapped and saw her cowering a bit.

Her usual arrogance faded, and for the first time, she felt the true danger of the situation. “I was the one who filmed it,” Alden said slowly, but his words were as sharp as a knife, freezing Emma in place. Her eyes widened, and her lips trembled, unable to speak. “Do you know, the day I had the accident, I forgot my briefcase? I called my beautiful, beloved wife, but she wouldn’t answer. When I got home, I heard moaning and pleading. For a moment, I thought I had just witnessed one of the worst crimes against my poor wife. But no… you were enjoying it. You even begged for more.”

Wendy's harassment did not last long because something happened to Caleb soon after. After Mary slapped him, Caleb moved out of Wendy's place. Without Wendy's financial support, he lived in a cramped apartment, barely making ends meet. Worse still, the news about him potentially having AIDS somehow got out. Desperate, Caleb went to Wendy for money, but was given an earful. "How dare you show your face? If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have become like this!" Wendy shoved him to the ground, pointing at him and yelled, "My husband left me! My mother gives me a hard time every day! Everyone in the family looks at me differently now! This is all your fault!"

Then, Alana looked towards Leo, who was still deeply asleep. Alana knew what would happen next. The criminal in front of her wouldn't let this opportunity slip away. He would surely kill Leo right now. However, Alana's grip wasn't strong enough to stop him, coupled with her abdomen continuing to bleed, making her feel increasingly weak. And indeed, with just one swing of his hand, Alana collapsed onto the freezing marble floor, the pain piercing her skin. Alana could only scream and shout, trying to wake Leo up, but for some reason, her husband seemed like an unresponsive corpse that couldn't be awakened, even though Alana had screamed as loud as she could.

Allan looked up at the television camera. I'm sorry, Eve, I have to tell them the truth!" Allan spoke in front of the screen as if he was talking to Eve and asked permission to speak. "She's gone! There was a little misunderstanding between us! And it was all my fault! I should have trusted her! And instead of trusting a scheming woman like Jessica Heart! Are you surprised? It's the truth! Miss Heart played me, so I trusted her more and immortalized my own wife. I'm sorry, Eve!" Allan looked down and stared at the television screen.

◇NO POV◇ Everything is going well in everyone's life but Aurthur is suffering a lot with viranica's mood swings everyone gets scared of Aurthur but her Aurthur is scared of viranica's mood swings sometimes she wants him to hold her more sometimes she pushes him away by saying he dont love her anymore he dont when to approach her or when to go away she asks spicy later shouts why he brought spicy food she wants ice cream but she asks why it is so sweet Aurthur literally wants to cry mentally for his sweet wife torture