Husband's Lover Novels & Stories

"Well, they don't like it! They don't like that their daughter is in seclusion! Change it! You have to start being a better husband. You have a young wife; live your marriage with her and get rid of that woman you always have hanging on your arm. I'm tired of it too. You haven't even brought her here; you never take her out of that house. I don't even know where Alice Taylor lives! If you ruin this just because you're still immature... you'll ruin everything." "I tried from the first day to make things go well. But my wife loves another man." "And you? Who do you love? Are you in love with your lover?" "No! Of course, I like her. She pays attention to me! And that's what I need with my wife'

“You’re always so rough with me. Tell me—am I the one you love most?” Through the narrow crack in the door, I saw Jill Spencer draped across his body. He must’ve been drinking as his words were slurred, but I couldn’t tell how much of what he said was true. “Love you? Don’t be ridiculous. I just like doing you. The one I love most is obviously my wife. “She’s my muse—my first love, the one I cherished in my youth. She’s the love of my life. No one will ever come close.”

We were planning the best honeymoon together, exploring exotic islands and experiencing new cultures. We really did love each other, with a deep and abiding passion that only grew stronger with each passing day. But now, Owens was gone, taken from me by the cruelty of Cage, who didn't even understand what love was, and had the audacity to think he could replace Owens as my husband even though it was just for the title. He still didn't deserve to be my husband.

Belva said curtly and was about to walk away but Hego held her hand, pulling her tightly. “Then whose child is it? Have you married abroad?” Hego asked with great curiosity. Belva threw Hego's hand away roughly, "None of your business. Whether I want to remarry or not, it has nothing to do with you." Hego narrowed his eyes angrily then asked again, "Could it be that you ran away from marriage five years ago because you already had a lover behind my back?" he accused unreasonably. Belva smiled sideways and faced Hego with her chin held high.

The term 'husband' felt both foreign and fitting. After Dr. Elaine left, I couldn't hold back the sobs any longer. I clung to Mark's shirt, trying to alleviate the pain that my crying was causing my already pounding headache. Mark's hand moved in soothing circles on my back, providing me with a sense of comfort and security. "Wise men say... only fools rush in," a soft singing voice emerged from above me. I turned my head to see Mark gazing into the distance. "But I can't help falling in love with you," he continued, his eyes now meeting mine.

She didn't even need to know that it was just a fake marriage. All she needed to know was that he and her sister had a problem, as he said. Even if she asks her sister, Mia will surely say that they have a problem with the distance. That's what he often complains to his "kind wife," although that complaint isn't sincere. What the hell would he need her for there? He would only remember what she had done to him if she was always there. Let her enjoy her affair with Mason. When the day came, he still had the last laugh.

“My husband, I want to come while riding you.” “Yes, my wife, do whatever you want.” With that, I quickened my pace, determined to reach our peak together. We made love repeatedly, and if all goes well, we might soon have a sibling for Chase. Our lovemaking is intense. Whenever there’s an opportunity, he claims me. I love this man so much. My husband, Maximus Lardizabal.

"You are for now." That made me turn. He stood in the doorway with his eyes on me in a way I didn't like. "I'm her husband." "Ex-husband." He said it quietly, like he was correcting a minor error. The word hit harder than it should have, and something cold settled in my chest. ‘Are you her lover now?’ I didn't say it out loud, but the question must have shown on my face because a small smile played at the corner of his mouth, which was answer enough.

I thought you only came here to talk” “Yes, I did. now I am done talking. Let me get down to the reason why I came here in the first place.” “You are so ..” Her words were cut off, as her husband kissed her hard, he diverged her body of her robe in the process, his hands began touching all her all over. He laid her on the bed, going down upon her immediately, Mary felt passions and pleasures she hasn’t felt in a way she had never felt before. Her husband used and took what he wanted, offering no apology as he took her body to higher throes of passion. By the time they both resurfaced from the ecstasy of their lovemaking, Mary knew her husband was a perfect lover and a perfect soldier.

I thought to give him some pies, but he does not deserves it! I pack all the pies and smacked his arm as he tried to take some. "Not for you." "Then for whom?" "For my love.."I shrugged and he laughed. Is he mad? I, his wife, told him that i made the pies for my lover and he is laughing? "You hardly went anywhere outside here. Who will be your lover here?" "Who said my lover is outside? There are many bachelors around my age, who work here. " i wiggle my eyebrows, liking to see the shocked expression on his face.