Feminized Husbands Novels & Stories

They could all hear the disdain and sarcasm in Xu Xia’s voice, and her blunt words were truly praiseworthy. A homewrecker? And Reina was trying to be the mistress to Ren. Such a poor upbringing. The women immediately pull their husbands or boyfriend away from Reina, while the male did the same with their girlfriends. Better not to let their wives/girlfriends know that kind of attitude. Xia turns to her obedient-looking husband. “Don’t go near that woman or else you will be contaminated." She said, seriously. "Ok. I won’t." Ren Liu replied earnestly.

"Did you just cast me aside the second I stopped being useful to you?" "Mr. Sterling!" I gasped, my cheeks flaring with heat. ‘Why was he making it sound so scandalous!’ His chuckle faded into a heavy silence. "Christ, Arabella... Do you have any idea what you do to me?" "W-what did I do?" I lifted my head, meeting a pair of intense gray eyes. Damian was watching me with a look so deep, so possessive, that it made my pulse jump. "Most women would be in tears by now if they heard their husband speak about them with such disdain," he said quietly.

Someone to look out for, boys. I want to evaporate. Aiden shifts me to sit sideways across his lap, shielding me from some of the stares. Ms. Lovelace winks. ”But of course, your body is only reserved for your husband.” ”Of course,” I reply like the good girl I’m expected to be. Never mind the fact we were just dry humping our dominants into a frenzy. Never mind the fire burning between my thighs. But sure, let us wait for our husbands. Husband. The man who will buy me. A privilege, they say. Sacred. Only for the elite. We are the elite. With our education, we are the perfect wives for the most powerful.

My lover, through his attentiveness and the way he treats me, fills every void my husband fails to. After finishing my work hours, I went to the academy—only to be met with the unpleasant news that my husband had been there. He spoke with the director, asking her to convince me to quit my studies. In exchange, he offered her a large sum of money, which she refused. When I found out, I burst into tears from sheer rage. I couldn’t understand how Cristian could go to such lengths just to control me. Catalina, the director, suggested I take a hard look at my marriage—and, if necessary, consider getting a divorce. She’s a feminist, so backward, macho types make her break out in hives.

Cane said icily. "What do you mean? Say that again!" Jarvis struggled, looking at Cane angrily, demanding, "What did you do to my son? Tell me now!" Cane looked at the enraged Jarvis, coolly saying, "We don't harm women and children, unlike you. But that doesn’t mean someone else won’t do anything.” "Your wife remarried long ago, but her new husband is quite something. He’s just like you were back then. He's been leading your son astray, causing trouble, stealing, and harassing girls. Can you guess what happened to him?"

That had been Bruce's way of convincing me to go to bed with him. “Why do you still want to remain faithful to your husband?” Bruce had said to me, “Why stay faithful to him if he's been cheating on you since the day you got married, you idiot woman? Are you so stupid that you don't realize that Harald is fucking my father's wife? You women are so pathetic and stupid; Just like my wife, you never realize what scoundrels we are.”

"Anna, please don't blame me for what happened yesterday. I was devastated. I lost control." "My husband is gone. Died in that fight. I've been a wreck, and all I want now is somewhere quiet to get through the rest of my life. If Marcus is making me his mistress because of some obligation to continue the bloodline, honestly, I'd rather not. That kind of talk gets out, and it makes your position as Donna impossible too." I watched her twist and cringe through the whole speech while knowing exactly who she really was, the woman who'd had me destroyed in my last life. What a nauseating performance.

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

she said. “I have to go, I will talk to you later, I need to figure out what to do,” I said. She tried to argue but I didn’t listen as I ended the call, her words had struck a chord. I had made myself believe that somehow, I was devoted to my husband. But now, seeing how fast it was for me to be under Harl, I wasn’t devoted to Zephan. He didn’t make me feel half of the things Harl made me feel in one night.

My hands curled into fists, wanting to grab something, or even someone. My feet were already moving of their own accord, ready to put distance away from them. I tried my best; lord knew that I did, but there was something about this moment that had me all claws and teeth. I had never had issues with Izaak; he was one of the newest additions to the department and a very important one. He was pretty much chill, but right now, seeing him so close to my wife, all of his niceness dissolved. However, for my wife, I tried. Tried to be a perfect husband even though my hands remained possessively fixed on her waist.