Novel & Cerita Future Husband

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.”

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

There were house helps of course, running around the huge house to make sure everything is perfect whenever Gabriel was throwing another one of his top many parties. Even though it hurt to see her husband interacting with people she hadn’t met before and being completely neglected, she was still happy that things were going well for him. The aspect of not being touched for three years was killing her, it’s been killing her and she doesn’t want to come off as desperate to his husband. They both shared vows in the altar, kissed as a way to seal their marriage. They said their vows, said they’d be together for richer and for poorer, for better for worse but it’s all nonsense, at least that’s wh

That her husband used to be lovers with his best friends for years. Hayden had spoken about it like it was old news but their body language and the emotions in their voice said something else… especially Beck’s. there was unfinished and unresolved business right there and she was beginning to wonder if the lack of sex and her husband’s emotional withdrawal was the only problem in her marriage. Jared and Beck.

"Quick, let's split up. We have to find him before dark." "F*ck, the High Lady's wedding is just tomorrow. I can't believe we lost Derrick just the night before." "Shh, keep it down! Derrick's going to be the High Lady's husband after tomorrow." "Hoho. Useless bastard of a husband, if you ask me. God knows why the Grand Master wedded him to the High Lady. Probably to bring in good fortune in contrast to the High Lady being sick. Ugh, just thinking of his wretched face makes me sick. How could Derrick Darby be good enough for the High Lady?"

He paused and smiled. "I don't know what the future has in store for us, but can you be the future I so much desire? Let me be your husband for real, and not your revenge tool anymore... Let's sleep and wake up in each other's arms," My heart beat rapidly against my chest. I was so shocked as I wasn't the sudden confession from him.

Camilla gave a startled look as she looked between us and her jaw clenched. “What?” “I said leave.” His raw commanding tone had her rooted to her place, she looked lost and irritated. Her fists clenched and she gave me a poisonous glance and moved to Claus. “W-we were “ “There’s no we, Camilla. There never was. You married Hayden, I married Hazel. Past is past. And she is my present.” I looked up at him with open mouth and something strange bubbled in my stomach–so foreign and so good. His eyes were not on me, but his attention was on me.