Ff Possessive Husband Novels & Stories

"Like how can someone so pretty be so insecure?" I swallowed. "I am not insecure. I'm just being possessive of what's mine. Maybe, it's because I'm not used to seeing third parties get off with people's husbands, don't you think, Mariano?" The bastard couldn't say a thing. He cleared his throat. "Maybe, I should just take the shot." "And have you lose focus for weeks? You do know that business brought you to Fiji or isn't that correct? Are you just going to allow your little wife control you just because she probably got cheated on before and doesn't want a repeat of that?"

I retorted in a tone so firm that he looked up at me with furrowed brows, “No?” “You don’t get to talk about him like that.” Cassian chuckled softly. “And yet your husband is a killer.” I shook my head, “Killer or not. He is my husband,” I answered, “And he does not keep secrets from me.” His lips curved faintly. “Sure,” he answered, “You can believe that if you want to. But that is never going to change the fact of what your husband is.” My jaw tightened, and I hissed at him, “I know what you’re trying to do.”

I won't be consumed by jealousy then. "Do you even know what your so called husband did? Do you know what he is trying to do! Your dad didn't tell you but he has ties to the mafia! That's why our company has survived for so long and has been growing for so long! Your so called husband wants to take that away! Are you sure that you want him to do that? You are just going to sit back and watch that happen?" Houston asked Fiona.

Dascani Oh my, my husband is jealous I couldn’t possibly be jealous love, your jealous of what does not belong to you and you my dear are mine, I am territorial and perhaps possessive Mmm okay Mr, Possessive you have my apologies for ogling other peoples husbands, ooo that smells good Liza thank you! I take one and feed it to Freddie and he takes a bite and nods approvingly while chewing, Liza smiles and leaves, I continue reading through, it just gets more and more amusing, so she’s currently siphoning his money away to her family and he’s fighting to keep his business afloat haha.

I asked, still no sign of any guards near the fence. He clicked his tongue and shook his head. "I could've taken care of that. And I needed privacy with my girlfriend." "Back to girlfriend, huh?" I asked, raising my brows. He looked at me and shrugged as if it didn't bother him. "I could call you my wife. But sadly that would need some documents to be signed first." I looked at him not believing what he actually said. I opened my mouth then shut it close. In the end, I put my hands in the air, irritatedly, and turned away only hearing him laugh from behind me.

Our marriage was going from a WWE match to a lame video game. My husband was a workaholic earlier now he basically lived in the office. The days we meet face to face is very rare. I was burning in an inferno I haven't sinned but yet I was suffering maybe loving Dane Wellington was my sin and I ought to be punished for that sin. Fathima had unwavering faith in our marriage even when we didn't have any. She filled me in on Dane's where abouts. According to her a wife should know what her husband was upto. Though I didn't hear my sister's name in his schedule so Fathima is definitely missing my husband's complete time table for his to do list.

"Where do you live now?" "What do you want?" Alice frowned. "Well ... maybe I could visit or something." "No need. It's enough to have it at the office, no need to add a house." "Wow. Aren't we friends? Why can't I visit your house?" protested Jordi. "Never mind." "Is someone angry?" "Yes." "Who?" "My husband. He's possessive." Alice had to lie. To control the situation. "Possessive husband is so scary," Jordi teased.

I chuckled glancing at Xander beside me, he placed his arm around my shoulders, pulling me close to him, "I would never mistreat my woman, so you don't have to come in between us." Veronica looked at her husband, "see, I told you right, your son became possesive just like you, but you didn't believe in me, now look at him," he hugged his wife affectionately, "after all he is our son, he is supposed to learn being possessive and affectionate." What an admirable bond they share! I'm truly envious of their bond, how understanding and sweet despite being married for years, moreover their looks are another level, so that even their children are beautiful, this family genes must be high on demand!

"You're not just my wife now, Muna. You're my partner. My equal in this empire we're going to build." Her head snapped up. "What?" Felix rose and walked to the window. The city spread out below his city, built on drugs, fear, and betrayal. “This marriage isn’t only about revenge,” he said coldly. It isn’t just about our fathers’ deal. It’s about power. Real power He turned back to her, his eyes burning with ambition that made him look almost mad. "Romano connections, Castelli muscle. Your brain, my brutality. Together, we don't just control the East Coast,we own it from Miami to Boston."

"I want you, Arabella. Not as Ethan's wife. Not as a woman I rescued, and certainly not as some helpless victim who needs my wealth." He paused, letting the raw sincerity of his words settle into my chest. "I want you simply because you are you." I opened my mouth to speak, but no sound came out. My thoughts were a chaotic mess. "You heard what your own son said about me, didn't you?" I asked, my voice cracking slightly as the humiliation from earlier resurfaced. “We've been married for over three years... I've known him even longer than that. Yet he thinks I am worthless, boring, and incapable of evoking any real feelings in him. How am I supposed to believe you see me any differently after