Future Husband Novels & Stories

At all. "Getting accustomed to my future wife," he replied as if he did not feel how sparks and electricity flew between us. Or maybe I was the only one feeling this. "Two days from now, we will finally get married. Releasing that alpha was a nice move on my part. You’re bound to honor the end of our bargain, which is to marry me." I could not imagine myself marrying this man. I couldn't even imagine the future we will share. What kind of husband was he? Would he take care of me even if he did not love me at all?

Instead, he does what Mike does best: disappoint creatively. He places his hands on my shoulders like I’m a child he’s about to send to boarding school. “You need to understand me, dear. I already promised to take someone else. I can’t break my word.” “Oh. But you can break your word to me?” “You’re my future wife,” he says, tone so rational I want to scream. “We’re getting married in six months. You should be understanding, Winter. Do you really want your husband to look bad in front of people?”

Fuck. My lame protestations fell off into nothing. “The future is just a….very long time.” I said after a minute. “If you’ve already got someone, then I want to find my someone as well. That’s all.” “No.” His flat response struck like a whipcrack. “...No?” “No.” He nodded curtly, “You are not leaving. You are marrying me as Luna. There is no other future that is acceptable in this scenario.” “Doesn’t that strike you as unfa-.”

he said looking at me hopefully “I don't think I can exceed more than one year. '' I replied truthfully because even the one year I signed for I don't know maybe I can continue because I believed he had a thing for me. He didn't say anything so I looked up to see him staring at me “I don't know. I have a life to live. I can't spend a whole two years in a fake marriage. I need to move on at some point. If am bind to you with marriage I don't know if I might lose my future husband in the process” I said with no guilt because am no longer going to keep believing there's future between us “I know but I promised you such a thing won't happen. Your future won't be h

My sister smiled widely and nodded afterwards. Tomorrow I’ll be going back to work, I’m already thinking that I’ll be doing a lot of overtimes since my leave was supposed to be one week, but I was gone for two weeks. Aristotle said that it was fine but, for it wasn’t. I feel like I’m abusing the privilege on being Mrs. Higgins. Joke! Damn Nola, do you really feel like you’re the real Mrs. Higgins? Get a grip! Your marriage is fake! But on a serious note, his future wife will be a very lucky woman. Like hello?! This man is a total package! He is the epitome of perfection for all women. He’s filthy rich, intelligent and most of all he’s drop dead gorgeous!

My husband frowned, looking at me. “He has someone else. They are chosen mates, dear, and he found his destined one,” I sighed, feeling my fingers tremble with anger. I couldn’t imagine what it would be like to go through that situation. “And he’s planting doubts in Mavie’s head about who he wants to be with. They’ve been fighting for a long time.” “Don’t fill your head with that,” he pulled me close and kissed my forehead. “It’s our honeymoon.” “Isn’t there anything we can do?” I sighed.

He raised my face and gently touched my cheek. "She became my girlfriend when we were studying in college. We separated because of our career choices. She's only my past now, baby. You are now my present and future," he said sincerely, and I smiled. "I want you to be my future too, Daddy, to be my husband. Mommy has been calling me, and she suspects that you have another woman. What if she finds out it's me?"

He gestures to a nearby hallway, his eyes pleading. I nod, biting back an uncomfortable sigh as I walk to the hall, still able to hear their heated exchange echoing faintly behind me. It’s crazy because, right up until this moment, I knew nothing about Luke. I’d never even bothered to ask about him, about his past, about his present life. I’d just been so focused on Ryan and his mistress. Now, it seems Luke had a wife who supposedly broke his heart, and he has a tart-mouthed grandfather who lives with him.

I feel like the luckiest person in the world, and the mere thought of our future together sends a delightful shiver down my spine. "Hey, Mr. Future Spouse," I murmur affectionately, my voice filled with tenderness. "Before long, you'll be my husband, and I can't wait to take your name as my own. The idea of sharing my life with you fills my heart with immeasurable joy. I am grateful beyond words that you said yes to me, that you see something in me worth loving and cherishing."

His hands slid down to my ass, pulling me against him. “Later,” I whispered against his mouth, breathing hard. “When we’re not in a dirty warehouse with your brothers ten feet away.” He groaned. “Tease.” “Your tease.” I nipped his bottom lip. “And after we take down Hawk and Chen? You promised me a future. A house. Dogs. All of it.” “Damn right.” He rested his forehead against mine. “I’m gonna marry you so hard the whole club will be sick of hearing about it.”