Husband Wants Novels & Stories

"I just want... I want to know enough. You're my husband, and yes, I know our agreement is fake, but that doesn't change the fact that we're trapped together for two years. Two whole years of living together, eating together—" "Sleeping together." He finishes and I shoot him a warning glare. "What I'm trying to say is that I want us to get to know each other better and I think you do too." A beat passes and then he exhales slowly, You're right?" He finally says. Of course I am. "What would you like to know, Elle?" Everything, my mind begs. But because I know it's better to be more direct with my wants when it comes to my husband, I say, "For starters, you can tell me why you joined the mafia

“So, you don’t care about that either?” “Are you kidding? The most incredible woman in the world has agreed to be my wife. It is everything I have ever wanted. I don’t care HOW we get married. I just want to marry you. I want you to call me husband. I want to make you happy. The rest just never mattered to me.” Levi clears his throat and smiles. “I have an idea, if you are interested. You both clearly wish to be married as soon as possible. But with as little stress as possible, correct?”

"For us... or for you?" "It's the same thing!" he raised his voice. "I'm the one pulling the strings here, Rosalía. I've done everything you wanted. It's because of me that you'll be a mother. Come here and please me, woman!" She smiled, but not sweetly, rather with a venomous grimace. "Grateful... Sure, grateful to have a man who comes home drunk and thinks he can take what he wants. You disgust me, Armando." "Watch what you say!" he growled, trying to assert himself. "I am your husband."

“Ms. Sanders, medically speaking, there’s no such thing as physiological dependency. That ‘strange illness’ doesn’t exist.” My heart sank completely. So, the “strange illness” had been nothing but Jeremy’s excuse for his infidelity. I forced a bitter smile and paid the medical bills. The nurse who had treated me gave me a sympathetic look. “Where’s your husband? You’re hurt like this, and he hasn’t come to see you?” “Some women have it easier. There’s another patient ahead, just diagnosed pregnant, and her husband has been with her the whole time. He’s so attentive. I heard that because she has sensitive skin, they even gave her a private VIP room for her checkups.”

"How do you know about that?" "I know everything. I can make those debts disappear today. Or, I can make sure the people he owes come looking for him—and you. And Jaden." I felt like I was suffocating. "You’re blackmailing me? To do what? To be your wife again?" Leo leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. "No. I don't want a wife who hates me. I want a mother for my son who is under my roof where I can see her. You will move into the estate. Today."

James raised a brow. “Of course I’m not disappointed,” she rushed on, the words tumbling out faster and faster. “What’s there not to like anyway? I mean—my husband is rich and handsome and kind, and I’m pretty sure his heart is made of solid gold. Any woman would be lucky—no, fortunate—to stand by your side. And so what if we can’t have a child? That’s not even a big deal. There are so many couples in the world who live perfectly full lives without one. Entire lifetimes. Happy ones.” She barely paused to breathe.

"Oh Yes, Bobbie, that feels soo good! I can feel your cock soo deep inside me!" "Oh yeah, I love being inside you. This feels soo much better!" I wrapped my arms tighter around his body, digging my nails into his back. "Is this enough to keep you here with me?" "Is that what you really want? All weekend and all week next week?" "Oh Yes! Absolutely. Even though my husband is coming out this weekend, I'm sure he would love to get to know you." "He is?" "Yes, but he doesn't mind sharing me." "He doesn't? When would we be able to be together though?"

"I know it's a hard-to-swallow pill, but it's the truth. You gave me your shares when you married me. You only hold 1%. My shares trump yours by a mile. I should've had the man of the family by now!" Matthew was still relaxed. He pushed the warm food over to me. "I'm very grateful for everything you did for me, Wendy. You'll always be my wife, company or no company. "You'll have everything a wife has, as long as you stay in line and don't cause a scene, get it? Now eat while it's still hot. Don't wreck your own body." I snickered. "Pity I'm not going to stay in line." His face fell, and he returned an icy glare to me. "Then, I'll have to make a move. Really sorry about that."

"About what?" "About us. About this marriage." He looked into my eyes. "I want to do this properly. I don't want separate rooms anymore. I don't want to pretend. I want to try making this real like we discussed the other day." My heart skipped a beat. "What do you mean?" "I mean, I want to be a real husband to you. Not just for show. Actually try." He reached across the table and took my hand. "I know it's complicated. But I care about you, Hailey. I always have. I want a real marriage with you."

I chuckled coldly and replied, "Even if I have lost my mind, I was driven to it by you two adulterers. Anna, are you so eager to have me thrown out because you're feeling guilty?" Hearing this, she just stared at me for a long moment before suddenly letting out a light laugh. Then, she took the microphone from the emcee and spoke loudly to the audience below the stage. "I'm sorry, everyone, this is my husband. He has developed a severe case of delusional disorder due to the thesis plagiarism incident. Mr. Tanner is aware of his condition, which is why he was suspended and sent home to rest." Mr. Tanner immediately chimed in, "That's right. I've seen Mr. Huffman's medical records. It's clear