Romans & histoires Husband Wife Love Romantic

‘It’s going to be okay, I promise’ she said reassuringly, but I knew it wouldn’t be. I tried to pull myself together, telling myself it was a loveless marriage after all. It was a loveless marriage, but I felt so betrayed and stupid. I felt so angry seeing that girl on top of him, I liked the way his lips felt against mine. I longed to be in his arms all day long, I thought of him every time. I replay the first time he kissed me in my head to remember how good his lips felt against mine. My heart skips a beat whenever I see him. I don’t think this is a loveless marriage anymore. I think I am falling in love with Aaron Carson.

She wet her lips and kept reading: “I know I failed you. I was a bad husband. I treated you terribly and humiliated you. Maybe it’s bold of me to expect anything from you, but I regret my stupidity and my awful behavior. I messed up with you in every possible way. To me, you’re the most special person I’ve ever known—a strong woman who fought and overcame, a kind woman who has made up for all her past mistakes. I love you in a way I’ll never love anyone else.” Those words pierced her with a warm kind of pain. By then, tears were already streaming down her cheeks. She stifled a sob, bit her lower lip, and kept reading: “I love you, and I want to be with you—if that’s what you want too. Give m

He seemed to be enjoying this little show as he leaned in on me the moment I hit the wall with nowhere to run to. "You don't know how to act as my mate?" he asked and then lifted his finger and caressed my lips "What do husband and wife do, Hazel?" I felt spell bounded. More than that, I wanted him to just take my lips already. Is it the concoction? Why do I want him so badly. I bit my lips before replying, "Husband and wife make love;we are not in love." He groaned, "Hazel, we don't have to be."

A smile spread across her face, and her joy reflected in the rhythmic waves. The cold ocean breeze gently blew her long brown hair back, tugging at her white nightgown and shaping it against her skin. It revealed the curves of her body, highlighting her bell-shaped breasts and feminine figure as if she were unclothed. After taking in the refreshing ocean air, her gaze shifted from the waves to a wedding picture in a golden frame on the wall. There stood her beloved husband, Lucas. Their love story was a dream come true for every young lady with a similar background like hers. Lucas had transformed her worst day into something beautiful and profound. Their marriage was a shining example of a

Keerthi smiled, looking up at her husband,loving the small smile that played on his lips, the slight curiosity his eyes displayed,she brushed the hair falling into his eyes,"I think we've come pretty far." Vikram laughed,his arms going around her waist. "You know?" "What?" "I really love you,a lot." Vikram gave his wife a tender smile,"I know that,darling. I love you too,more than you can imagine",he dipped his head,kissing her warm mouth,their lips communicating to the other what words could not. ~THE END~

“Of course I do. I was pissed. My mom told me I had to marry you, and I swore I’d burn the whole city down first.” I laughed with her. “You couldn’t even stand being in the same room with me.” “You were so smug,” she said, rolling her eyes. “I hated you on sight.” “You hated me so much you threw things. A lot of things. Such a bad wifey you are.” She flushed, palming my cheeks. “You still stayed,” she whispered. “Even when I pushed you away.” “It got so bad, I almost walked away,” I admitted, my voice low. “But no matter how much you pushed, no matter how angry you were, I couldn’t stop loving you. I never could.”

The priest announced. Andrei slowly lifted Mari's veil, the two of them stared at each other and both smiled. When Mari couldn't wait any longer for Andrei to kiss her, she pulled him closer and kissed the young man herself. Laughter and cheers erupted, Andrei's cheeks were red after that. "I'm your Wife now Honey! And I can do it now whatever I want!" Mari said, winking at her husband and biting her lip.

It's a silent rule cause I don't want them to feel awkward having fans. 'What are you saying? I would love to help, especially if it's a fan of mine. It's like giving back to you for all the support and inspiration you gave me.' what's with this heartfelt statement? I keep my heart beating faster and make myself comfortable at his back. He smelled so good. He opened the door to his apartment. "I'm back." All the conversation started in Hangul but I understand it anyway. "Oh honey, welcome back. Who's that?" I finally see his mystery wife. He never discloses her to the public. She was so pretty in her straight black hair. She probably also just came back from the kitchen with the apron she wa

shouted at him, especially when he is on me, how I refuse to get romantic with him and quickly push him out of my body whenever I decided to let him have sex with me. My anger turned to regret because I have used my stubbornness and the intention to control my husband, that I rather destroy him, leading him to do what he would not have done normally. I cried bitterly. I remember a paragraph of one of his writeups that I read, he wrote, 'The worst thing that can happen to your spouse is to make him feel, 'I am married, but I need a sex partner." It became clear to me how lonely my husband must have felt all these years, how he has longed for me, my love, and my romantic relationship even tho

"And I'll find a way." I blinked and stood up straighter, shaking my head. "That isn't possible, you have to give up on me, I'm off the market now." I walked away, but not before noticing the hurt expression flitting across Xavier's features. I didn't know what to do or say, deciding to be more miserable,I walked back outside. "What took you so long?" My husband asked immediately . He sounded irritated and annoyed.