Guilty Wives Novels & Stories

] [Let me summarize: side piece assaults family, trash wife protects side piece, epic family annihilation—chef's kiss! [Modern independent woman? More like a hollow trophy who abandoned her own family. Can't even protect her father!] [Look who showed up—the Keltner heiress. This just got nasty for Ashley.] [For those unaware: Chelsey Keltner, sole heir to the Gibelli Keltners, nicknamed the 'Legal Executioner'—undefeated. Ashley, you might want to start picking out your burial plot.] "Small-time fling? I love Ashley! Ashley, tell them!" Brian raged, clutching her arm and shouting hysterically.

One who refused to divorce, supposedly to keep enjoying the comforts of marriage while secretly meeting her lover. I had to admit, my "perfect children" had gone to great lengths to frame me. The moment the so-called evidence was revealed, the gallery erupted. "Oh my God, she seemed so proper, I never expected her to be so shameless!" "Exactly! Her husband treats her so well, their kids are devoted, and she still cheats. Truly ungrateful!" "At her age too, doing something so scandalous. It's embarrassing for all women!" The hateful whispers and scorn hit me like a wave.

“Begging to be ruined by the Sheikh’s demonic cock.” Weighted balls stretched their soaked pussies. Inflatable plugs brutally filled their asses. Strong nipple clamps bit down until blood welled at the edges. Bound, stuffed, bleeding, and trembling, the three wives felt the warm night air teasing their overheated, marked bodies as true demonic energy filled the room — thick, oppressive, and unholy.

Just hours ago, I sat in that office and answered every question the therapist asked, leaning on rehearsed answers, forcing down the urge to end it. I finally got the diagnosis I had been desperate for. I thought today could be a new start for us. Tears poured down my face. "Olivia, you're a terrible person." She watched me for a second, then laughed. "Maybe, but I stayed with you through your worst years. To you and the kid, I was a good wife and a good mom." That was when it hit me how stupid I had been. When I didn't respond, she reached over, almost relieved, and patted my head before pulling back onto the road.

Yet, she made me sign the divorce papers and walk away with nothing. “If regret alone were enough, prisons would be empty. “Krystal, it was over between us the moment you decided to cheat. Stay away from me.” As I turned to leave, Krystal threw herself in my path. “Ray, do you honestly think you’re without fault here? Why didn’t you tell me that I’m the one who can’t conceive? Why did you hide the fact that you’re family to Greene Apex from me?” Krystal yelled at me angrily, “Had I known, I would’ve cheated on you!”

She was unfortunate to have a man like him as her life partner. Aniya started feeling extremely guilty. Her heart started shuddering in pain. She was doing all of this with someone else's husband. She was feeling ashamed of herself. Being a woman, she was doing such a heinous act with another woman but she was helpless….. completely helpless. Aniya fought back her tears of pain and anger. She tried to numb those heart wrenching screams inside her head which were yelling at her that she was standing completely naked in front of a man who was committed to someone else. Not only this, she had slept with this man. She had woken up in his arms. Guilt and remorse consumed her completely. How she w

The baby ultimately died. The public was outraged. [I guess the mistress’ pet dog matters more than the poor mother and child to these brothers.] [I mean, I love dogs, but I can’t understand Austin and Aaron’s behavior.] [The brothers fell in love with the same woman. Their wives are the ones suffering.] [Kirsty claims to help strays while abusing them in secret. She’s one to screw with the wives and upset them into early labor. The bitch deserves to die.] [Kirsty is after married men, and not just one. She has her sights on a pair of brothers. She should be ashamed of herself.]

He had portrayed Jean as a pitiful woman who had suffered emotional abuse from her husband and had been deceived by my corrupt behavior. Jean had also tearfully accused me, "I had been in love with Felix for years, yet I never knew he was this kind of person. He would usually give me the silent treatment. I could even put up with his occasional physical abuse. But I never expected that he would embezzle and misappropriate company property. I absolutely cannot allow myself to be the wife of a criminal." As I watched Jean accuse me and fabricate things that I didn't do, and the immense harm I had supposedly brought to her and our family, I just let out a mocking smile.

I fondled hard on her breast and she let out a moan, and that instigated me the more, and it was like Daisy was the one under me moaning and begging to be fucked by me. I'm high I needed a pus*y to depose every content inside of me, but something is wrong with my body, something that has never happened before, guilt. It's like my body is entitled to just one person, which is my wife, and I'm feeling fucking guilty for having another woman under me, but this shouldn't be the case since our marriage is only on paper.

"You didn't give him a child, Elena! You failed at the one fundamental thing a wife is supposed to do! You made him look for it elsewhere! If you weren't so broken, barren, and hollowed out inside, why on earth would he have cheated on you?!" Beside me, Mrs. Gable… the wretched accomplice who had sat silently in her own bound chair - let out a tiny, frightened gasp, shrinking back against the wood. Even she, complicit as she was, seemed unable to stomach the cruelty pouring from Cynthia's mouth. Her eyes darted nervously between us, as though she were searching for some escape from a room that offered none.