Ff Possessive Husband Novels & Stories

“You’re right. Once she’s married into that family, all our problems will be solved. Not only will your father reap the benefits of being connected to them, but I’ll get the satisfaction of knowing that this pathetic excuse of a woman is tied to someone she truly deserves—an ugly, disabled man on the verge of losing everything.” Sophia giggled, covering her mouth as if savoring the thought. “I know, right? She doesn’t even realize what she’s walking into. Once she figures it out, it’ll be too late—she’ll be stuck with that good-for-nothing loser forever. I can’t wait to see her face when the truth finally hits her. It’s going to be absolutely priceless.”

He can feel his pulse throbbing in his temples. “How could you do this?” he says. “You let that man brainwash you. You think he’s any better than me? His first wife left him, Julie. That’s a pretty damn telling sign, don’t you think? What are you going to do when it gets rough? Run to another man?”

Her heart tightened, so she didn't cry and quickly got up from the ground. 'What do you mean? It was you who seduced my husband first. Why don't you speak now? Are you guilty?' Looking at her crying, Cassie knew that this person was not here to make trouble. Her man was probably really having an affair. 'Tell me, who is your husband?' Cassie had a headache. She might have to deal with someone's family affairs again. 'My husband is the backbone of your company and the leader of the technical department, Peter Wilson!'

Don't touch them. Xavier:Shut up Elena..You are my wife..And Ye paap kyun lagega.. Nan:I am your wife..You can't touch my feet.. Xavier: Really then why did you touch mine Everytime.. Nan: Because you are my husband and I want to take your blessings..Kyunki aap sirf Meri Pati nahi ho mere liye aap Meri Parameshwar ho..Mujhe aap mein Mera Rab dikhta hain.. I know Sab soch rahe honge ki Husband is not God he is just a huXavier being and all.. I don't know about others husband Xavier but you are God to me..No one can protect or Love me like you..No one..You deserve to be my God..You deserve my respect..You deserve my love Xavier.. I know some will give lectures ki it is 21 century..You should n

I had barely sat down at my desk when the influencer who called herself Sweetheart recognized me. She tossed a stack of files onto my desk. “Go get me a coffee.” I stared at her in silence. Her name was Tessa Quinn, and she looked uncannily like me. She was exactly Eugene’s type. Could my husband, the man who claimed to love me so deeply, really be keeping a mistress at the office behind my back? I didn’t want to alert her. Even if I was going to divorce him, I needed to gather evidence first.

His eyes followed me, brow furrowed. When I reached him, I didn’t stop right away. Instead, I placed my hands on his shoulders. He flinched, just slightly. And that almost made me laugh. I leaned in just enough for my voice to drop, softer now. “My dear husband…” I tilted my head, my gaze locking into his. “Let’s have an open marriage.” Silence. Yes, I would serve him that hot dish first.

“Exactly! You dared to bring a woman like this home? Have you been possessed?” “Divorce! Yvonne must divorce him!” Daisy wailed loudly while Philip Carter, my father-in-law, remained silent with a dark expression. His pipe struck the table with a thunderous clatter. Charles kept his head down, and his fists were clenched tight. He did not dare to argue. I listened to the commotion from my room. This was only the beginning. Michelle, your journey of “returning to the primitive” had only just started.

He whispered. "I don't want to" she whispered back. "But you are in good mood today. I'll be gentle so we can't make noise. Please I need to..." He slowly moves his arms around her for a hug. But she slapped his arm "I'm not in the mood" "This is the first time you rejected me..." He took a deep breath. He is actually so frustrated because he can't remove Sarah's moaning earlier and the fact it actually makes him hard... but his wife should not know about this.

Jake kissed her deeply, possessively, as he fucked her slow and deep on the counter. “Your husband has no idea what a dirty little wife he has,” he murmured. “But I do. And I’m going to keep coming back until you’re completely addicted to your husband’s best friend’s cock.”

My voice came out rougher than I meant it to. Japheth chuckled and spread his arms wide, like he was offering me the world. “Come on, what’s so strange about that? He’s your husband for fuck’s sake. If you don’t take advantage of him, is he supposed to give it out to other people? Just ask him to sponsor. His money is now shared marital assets.”