Her Ladyship's Spouse Novels & Stories

He silently nodded his head making her to smile and finalize that tuxedo. At last but not the least she turned her gaze to Emiliano not knowing if he want him to choose one for him too and finding her looking at him Emiliano immediately turned his face away from her making her sigh. She silently walked towards the lady and take out a green coloured tuxedo which she finalized for him because at last he was her husband to and she can't neglect him no matter in what terms they are.

she asked shyly. I shake my head, “No, I doubt they will.” Ellie hesitates at the door, “Make sure you make your wife scream tonight. I don’t want her getting jealous.” I smile, “I have every intention of making my wife serve me.” “Serve you? Should it not be the other way around?”

And disobedient women always disappeared, so I sat frozen in front of the television while the Master poured himself another drink, amber liquid glowing beneath the dim light. “You fear marriage because the Mothers only teach discipline,” he said calmly. “They do not prepare girls properly for devotion.” I kept my eyes lowered. “Yes, Master.” His polished shoes echoed softly across the wooden floor as he approached me again. “A wife exists to serve in peace,” he continued. “Happiness comes when a woman accepts her place instead of fighting against it.” His fingers tilted my chin upward until I was forced to meet his gaze. “You will never deny me affection, Leah. Do you understand?”

she said with a soft smile that did not reach her eyes. “I hear that since entering Prince Alexander’s household you have remained his only companion. No… other attachments. No discreet friendships. No ladies quietly installed in nearby estates.” A few ladies exchanged glances. In noble households it was hardly unusual for a powerful man to keep a mistress—openly or discreetly. Ava’s smile widened slightly. “Such devotion from a husband is rare indeed. Perhaps that explains why you have been blessed so quickly.” She tilted her head as though offering helpful advice.

“And who might this charming young lady be?” His tone is syrupy sweet but I don't know why I sense a hint of something more calculating beneath. Liam doesn't hesitate in making introductions. “This is my wife, Rayne.” Vesper offers me a smooth smile and his hand. “You are quite a vision of loveliness, a beauty that could rival any of the art in my collection.” “Thank you,” I force out, giving him a plastic smile. He turns his attention back to Liam, his smile sharpening into a wide grin. “I have to say, Mr Everhart, you have quite the eye for quality, be it in business or in choosing a wife. It seems you know how to surround yourself with only the finest things.”

Dominic questioned. "You are not a girl like your sister, Dom, don't be silly," Lady Ashley used the nickname which only cause his eyes to roll. "Marriage partner is only a woman who can stay beside you, following your words obediently. That's the kind of wife you would need. With nothing more to add. All she needs to be great at is to wait for you home. Plenty of girls can do that and they are similar. I will make sure to help you choose the most beautiful one."

Ian said as he was holding her waist possessively before they turned to the crowd and they cheered and applauded for the new union for one of the Lords of the Higher Court. ***** Arabella was happy to see that Lady Emily Moore has been married off to one of the lords that she knew would take care of Emily in the way that she deserved. Considering that Lady Moore was one of her mother's ladies in waiting, it was only fitting that Arabella found a husband that will take care of her daughter.

One of the unmarried young ladies said, startling everyone but herself, but of course I was to learn that she had been a mistress to three different men in the past few years of her life. "And have you seen her Lord? A man full of power and prowess with the sword. Tall and breathtakingly beautiful with all the features of the toughest knights from history. He is the perfect art for war! A gentleman with so much comeliness!" One of the ladies gushed. Her attention was not on me but on the petite lady sitting next to her whose husband was said to have died trying to save a drowning child he did not know. She had a child who lived with her in the servants quarters of the castle and she served t

“Your grace, this is Lady Penelope, my stepmother” The tall, large bossom woman used to be a fanciful flower in her heydays. She was the daughter of a count married to a very wealthy Baron. Once the man died, she inherited all his wealth and became the second wife of the Marquis, even though the first wife was still alive.

They had that glint she had never seen in his eyes before. "That's good then," he nodded and faced her. "You shall come with Spencer then. You may wait in my residence until he's here." She stood where she was until he was out of sight. She sighed wearily. Was marriage really the best option? She walked into the residence and was about to go inside before her eyes caught something. She moved closer to the grave and read the epitaph. "Here is the resting place of Lady Judith," she read out and traced her fingers over the word. "Who is she?" She wondered.