Husband With Benefits Novels & Stories

But why me? Mr Everhart carries on, still calm as ever. “And that’s not even counting the other perks that come with being my wife. Lifetime health insurance, a generous monthly stipend,” he pauses and then adds, “basically anything you want. All you have to do is be my wife for one year.” My heart starts beating like a marching band. I bite my lower lip, thinking. I’m definitely not thrilled about becoming a billionaire’s human-pet but…$10 million? And lifetime health insurance? That’s no joke.

The scene amused Preston. She glared at him and saw him handling the cutlery so deftly that she had to pinch herself a few times to believe what she was seeing. "Wifey, I'm a quick learner." Lenora doesn't have a voracious appetite; so even after eating so little, she felt full. However, that wasn't what is on her mind. Preston wasn't planning on spending the night with her, is he? She may be married to him but it's just to fulfil her promise, once that is done, she'd divorce him and go back to her single self. She can't believe she got married to a man who'd benefit much more than her in the marriage. Simply put, he's a husband with benefits.

It was rare for a husband to offer his wife a job ,Even though they are able to do this but usually husbands will not want to work with their wives for various reasons. Ketty's facial expression showed that she was considering something now, then she spoke. "I don't think there's anything strange about it, working with your husband is an advantage, you can adjust your time with your husband's time." Jessy could understand the point her friend meant, but even though it was true, Jessy still felt hesitant to accept the offer. "I agree with your words, it's just that I feel weird if we are together, I don't want employees to think badly of me"

Me: He used to like me every day My husband: not so cool My husband: When I return to Jakarta, I want to meet your supervisor Me: but he scolded me because his friend told me to Me: the original is good Me: now his appearance really changed My husband: you mean? My husband: turned into a handsome man? Me: yes, but you are more handsome My husband: is he married? Me: I don’t know ,, I forgot to ask earlier My husband: if we meet again later ask yes Me: I don't think so, I don't see her wearing a wedding ring on her finger My husband: tomorrow you will go to campus, ask to change the new supervisor with Mr. Galih Me: No way! My husband: the husband's orders should not be denied, remember ...

“Okay! With that said, we’re going to continue as is then and start with you” “Okay”, Loyalty whispers. “Ms. Williams, in regards to the current situation, Mr. Knight has made you the sole beneficiary of his military benefit. This entitles you, your daughter Stephany Gabriela Hart, and your unborn child to the funds of his pension, survivor’s benefits, life insurance policy, health insurance, and contents of all of his military bank accounts”! What the actual fuck?! Loyalty responds by burying her face in Nina’s chest and sobbing heavily with grief.

“I’m still a person, Don. You can buy the ring, the ceremony, the whole charade but that doesn’t equate to being a husband.” He didn’t flinch. He took a sip from his wine glass and dropped it. “You’re right,” he said finally. “I’ve been thinking about that. Which is why I’ve relaxed a few rules with you. Like letting you keep your phone.” My eyes narrowed, but I didn’t speak. “And I won’t deprive you of your marital benefits anymore.” His gaze lingered on me. “You’re my wife. You deserve to feel like one.” It should’ve sounded like a peace offering. Maybe even affection. But to me, it landed like a threat.

“I can’t have my pregnant wife out there on the street ‘looking for a job’ when her husband can afford to put her on a monthly paycheck, probably for the rest of her life.” Well, he isn’t wrong about that last part. As stated in the contract, I will be given a monthly allowance of $40,000 until the contract is over. I was stupefied when I received my first paycheck, knowing that when the marriage came to an end, my child and I would live comfortably even while I worked a 9-5.

“The divorce hasn’t finalized yet. The dependent spouse coverage remains active.” My father stared at me carefully. “And what if your so called husband doesn’t allow that?” That question almost made me laugh again. Allow? This wasn’t about permission anymore. Killian had humiliated me publicly, thrown me out like garbage, accused me of cheating, and treated me like I was disposable after four years of marriage. I was done protecting his money, done protecting his pride. If I remained legally tied to him, then I would use every single benefit attached to his name without guilt. “He’ll survive,” I said flatly.

My eyes lit up instantly. Fifteen grand a month! "Room and board included?" I blurted. Julian looked at me like I was an alien. "Included." "Full benefits? Health, dental, 401(k)?" "...Yes." "Weekends off? Triple pay on public holidays?" Julian ground his teeth. "Don't push your luck!" I pursed my lips. "No need to bark. I'll do it." "Good." "Now, assistant, go wash my car."

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Ashton smiled calmly. "If you can't gain any support from me, what use am I as your husband? A good husband should build a platform that helps his wife grow and improve. "You're not just my wife—you're also my partner, someone who stands beside me and fights alongside me. More importantly, you'll always be you—not anyone's accessory. Just you." Honestly, listening to his words enlightened me. With his support, I ultimately built my own company within a few years and reaped hefty profits.