Husband Bully Novels & Stories

the guy said with a dubious smile. "Hmm, yeah... she said this kid I was bullying went crying to his dad and the dad beat him up for being such a pussy." Jayce explained. "Though not in those exact words." "Wow," Lexi said, unsure how to respond to such a horrible story. Her initial response was anger, not at Jayce, but the father. "You should go round there and beat up the dad for being a child-abusing asshole. See how tough he is then." This made Jayce and his friends collapse into fits of laughter.

Was that why that day she was seething in rage when Dorian had said all those words? I clenched my fist and turned my gaze to the couple. The husband was now landing slaps on her face and calling her bad luck, in front of a fucking hospital. I gritted my teeth, especially as his son began to stare at them, his eyes turning cold, full of malice. It made me know why he bullied others. Of course, he imitated his horrible father. "Let me go, you bastard!" the woman retorted, and I clapped my hands, gaining both of their attention.

This world doesn't need this man who's a waste of space and oxygen. "He's my cousin," I correct him. "Who cares? People like you fuck anything that has a hole," he snickers, flashing the middle finger at me. The dude takes joy in insulting and bullying anyone from the LGBTQ+ community. Apparently he gets off on it. Motherfucker. I'm about to tell him to fuck off when a hand grabs Tyler's hair from behind. It happens too fast but I recognize the tattoos on the hand. The air leaves my lungs as I take in the appearance of my husband, carrying a murderous aura.

He's irrational and acts violently on impulse. Just last week, he had nearly gouged out the eyes of a man who had simply spoken to me. 'The fuck are you staring at my boyfriend for?' I still remember how enraged he'd been, the man had only been innocently asking for directions. At first, I thought these reactions were simply jealousy, but the way he barks at everyone around me just seems... More intense than ever before. He snarls at anyone who even dares to look in my direction, he's always been possessive, but this is the first time that I feel like something is horribly wrong.

However, it seemed like none of that mattered to her husband. Her curiosity was piqued. “Uhmmm… Hubby. You…why were you so quick to fire Miss Rachael? They said she was your best employee. What if I were the one bullying her?” The man’s eyes stayed on the road, but she could see a smirk tug at his lips. “Remember what I told you, love? You can bully anyone you like. Just don’t be the one getting bullied.” His tone was final, dripping with that possessive edge that made her stomach shiver and flutter at the same damn time!

“Are you dead? Is this how you act as my husband? You didn’t even stop him when he dragged me out of the shop! You didn’t help me either and just watched him bully me, drag me out, and push me to the ground!” Abigail immediately pushed her husband away and started yelling at him while pointing at him after he helped her up. “After bullying my kid, you’re now bullying me! Is there any reason in this world? God, open your eyes and see. Strike these unfilial and vicious people who are disrespectful to their elders down with thunder!”

I explained. "Wow! I love that energy. That’s good, love. Don’t feel bad, baby girl. This is what I’ve been telling you about. Fight back! If you can’t fight back and you’re scared, think of all the relentless bullying and take this marriage as a chance," she said, giving me a serious look. "So what do I do now? How am I going to face him at home?" I asked her, curiosity mixed with apprehension. "Don’t feel bad about anything. If he asks you any silly questions, take the courage and slap him, then walk out on him. If you start now, before you know it, he’ll get tired of you and leave, and you’ll be free," she said with confidence.

The other four were his lackeys. "Honey, who broke into our house and made trouble?" Donkey shouted at the top of his voice. Before he entered the room, his voice came first. "Donkey, hurry up. I've been bullied by others. Boo-hoo..." Donkey's wife burst into tears, and her tears came quickly. She cried so sadly. Upon hearing that, Donkey couldn't bear it anymore. His temper was even worse than a donkey's. When he heard that his wife had been bullied, he already wanted to kill people.

“Cowardice? I made your life comfortable. I promised you money and a future. And this is how you thank me? By fucking my wife and talking shit??! You’re a greedy, ungrateful bitch!” I glared at him. “Greedy? At least I’m honest. You pretend to be powerful but you’re just a bully who needs to control everything because you can’t handle real feelings. You destroyed your wife. Now you’re doing the same to me. You’re pathetic!” He moved closer, his breath hot on my face. “Pathetic? I own this mansion. I own you through that contract. One call and I can make your life hell. You talk big, but you’re still the girl who begged me to fuck her. You loved every second, Did you not?”

"So, are those four women setting up that beautiful woman?" "They're crazy. Do they want to show their dirty deeds in public like this?" I stared intently at Diaz and Hannah's faces until their doubts grew into fear. The corners of my lips turned up at that. "So, what do you want now? Do you just want to show me your bullying skills here?" "Damn it! Take your filthy hands off!" snapped Hannah. "Why would I do that?" I don't know what's wrong with me right now. It seemed like my husband's cunning and ignorance had rubbed off on me.