Novel & Cerita How To Get My Husband On My Side Characters

I admitted. "That's true. We need to figure out how to catch this guy because I don't want you to leave. You said you didn't have enemies but what about your ex-husband? He could be desperate and trying to get you back." "I thought that he could probably be doing this but I don't have evidence." "We'll catch that asshole eventually. I've got you." She placed a hand on my shoulder and smiled. "Thank you, Mai." The evening passed by and I got ready to go out with Damien. He asked me a lot and I eventually agreed.

Ren Liu’s silent presence spoke volumes, assuring Xia that no matter how stormy life became, they would weather it together. Xia began to find the strength to face her emotional struggles head-on, knowing that her husband's unwavering support would always be there to guide her through the darkest of times.

I threw at her and she crossed her hands over her chest questioningly. "Oh really? How so?" "You always have the back of people I am upset with," I told her. "You remain friends with people I am enemies with. You're supposed to support me. I am your husband." "These people did nothing to me," she said. "And I don't like making enemies." "Whose side are you on girl?"

She’s straddling the man and she grabs her husband’s free hands, dropping it on her waist and her own hands circling the man’s hands. “Please—just fuck me. How long will I keep trying to make the move on you?. I want you so bad and we’re married. We’ve been married for three years and you haven’t made love to me, you haven’t even touched me. Do I not seem desirable enough to you?. What do you want me to do?” Bella said, eyes pleading as the same eyes dropped to her husband’s parted lips and she gulped. “Get off my lap.” Gabriel said, dropping her hands from Saint’s waist.

When the bartender left, Diana finally sat back, like she’d been holding herself up this whole time. “Diana,” I said, not wasting time, “I need you to do something for me. I know everything about you and my husband, and I’m not mad anymore. I want to use you against him, if you agree.” She blinked. “Use me? For what?” I swallowed, then said it anyway. “I need you to get back with my husband. Seduce him. Make him want to sleep with you. When that happens, I’ll tell you what to do next.”

From the side of my eyes, I catch Ryat’s hand curl into a tight ball, the veins along his arm popping out like vines on old walls. "I am truly in love with my dear husband," Purity begins with an amusing edge to her voice. "I really do not want for our marriage to end like this, what would become of our sweet love story?" Leaning into herself, she wipes an invisible tear from her cheeks. She's shielding her face from the rest, but I comfortably catch a sly smirk as it curls up her lips. Sighing, I let my lids fall shut, a deliberate effort to remove all three of them from the corner in my head where they've successfully dug themselves a shelter.

They’re on the same side, and that, finally, feels like a beginning, they are always happy together, this time, they've got some planning to do, to bring a whole President contender down. They will, they will make sure of that, and on the day of his downfall, they will get married.

Tears fell from the corners of my eyes, drop by drop, into the sink. "I guess we didn't make it past the seven-year itch after all," I murmured. Seven years ago, Dad, Don of the Sassi family, held a gun to my head and told me not to marry Stefano. I married him anyway, for love, for a soldato who had nothing but ambition back then. I gave up my birthright, my crown, and my family's empire to build his instead. I played the perfect housewife, funneling him money and dealing with his enemies. Step by step, I put him on this city's underworld throne.

"She wouldn't dare. And if she ever does, I'll deal with her myself." Satisfied, Scarlette lowered her head, hiding the triumphant smile tugging at her lips—but not before flashing me a quick, mocking glance. I laughed coldly. This woman knew exactly how to play weak and pitiful to earn his sympathy. No matter how wrong she was, Grayson always defended her. Even back when I was his girlfriend, I'd had to step aside because she was his sister-in-law. And every time I gave an inch, she took a mile. My eyes hardened, and instead of backing down, my voice rose, sharp and furious. "Grayson, I'm your wife! If you spend the night with her, what does that make me?"

“I tried talking to him about limits and stuff and he said he wants to make a marriage based on mutual respect and how much he wants to fuck me.” Regina giggles. “My beautiful husband thought basically the same thing. Yes, they are master manipulators, always trying to be two steps ahead, but when it comes to women—these are basic men. If he didn’t want you, that would be the problem. Use it against him. The more you struggle the more he sees it as a fight he has to win. No matter how much he wants you, there is something in these men.” She rolls her eyes. “They can’t back down from a confrontation, and they have to come out on top.” “I shouldn’t have gone there with the daddy dom thing. I w