I Love You My Husband Novels & Stories

Tentacles of guilt stabbed at my chest and armpits as I shook my head to dislodge the overwhelming emotions. “Yes! Shit, yes, we're fine, I overreacted, I'm sorry Xade,” I whispered, watching as his eyes dipped to me and he nodded slowly, dipping his head to catch my lips between his teeth so that I gasped into his mouth. “I love you,” My husband whispered to me, tilting my head with the finger her nudged under my jaw so that I looked up at him, the way his hooded eyes had darkened making me swoon inwardly.

I turned into him burying my face in his chest as I broke into sobs not sad tears. “I love you,” I said my words muffled against his shirt. “I love you so much it hurts sometimes.” “I know the feeling,” he said, kissing the top of my head. “I love you more than I knew it was possible to love anyone. I will spend the rest of my life making sure you know it every single day.” We sat like that for a long time just holding each other swinging slowly. I looked up at my husband he looked down at me and smiled.

"I love you too husband!" He was stunned. I saw tears form in his eyes."You don't know how much I waited to hear that word from you again wife! I love you so so much!" He hugged me tightly and kissed me. "Sorry if I took this long before I say this to you again. I love you Maru! The night I told you that three words, it never changed. Its just that, at that time I am very insecure of Jana. I feel like you don't have a choice but to love me. That if you were to choose, you will always choose Jana because she's the one you really love." I told him.

“I love you, I am in love with you, Matteo Messina Denaro. And we’ll have a wedding, just not for now. Let’s wait until our business is handled, please?” How can I ever say no to my beautiful wife? A smile marries my face and I lean down, fusing my lips with hers in a short kiss. “I love you, princess.” “And I love you more, psycho, wearisome husband of mine.”

Liam pulled out a chair for me, then he took his sit opposite me, he served the food into our empty plates, and we dug in. Later on, we shared a bottle of wine seating under the moonlight on a yacht laying casually in the arms of each other, there is nothing more I would wish for, “ I love you,” I murmured, Liam immediately shot up from his seat, he had an Are you for real expression on his face, I nodded my head at him, and picks me up in his arms, swirling around. “ Say that one more time,” “ I love you, my husband!” Liam grins excitedly with me still in his arms, “ I love you too, Wife,”

The faint freckles dotting his cheek—just like hers. For you, baby. I want this marriage to work because of you. I want you to grow up surrounded by love. Even if your father’s forgotten how to give it... I won’t stop trying. I won’t stop showing you what love looks like. She leaned down and kissed his forehead. “Goodnight.” Then she turned off the light and left the soft bedside lamp glowing. In the master bedroom, Andy was already seated on the bed, scrolling endlessly through his phone like the world beyond it didn’t exist. His face lit up with another private smile.

, he said. I looked at him with an unbelievable expression. What he is trying to say. " WHAT.....", I yelled while clenching my fist.... "I will never do this..... He is my husband... I love him.... A lot... More than anything ". "No...i know you love me and... It's...not like that. I know he tortured you and made you believe this... Right anaya... ",he said with an unreadable expression. Like he wants to make me believe in this....

After signing the contract, Xylo quickly moved into my family’s old house. I quietly watched the footage on my phone from the hidden cameras I had secretly set up around the house. As expected, once Xylo locked the door, he stripped, hugged the tree, and started calling it his wife. I frowned as I watched him kiss the tree’s cracked bark. He did not mind the rough surface or care about the dirt. While doing disgusting things, he said, “Honey, baby, darling, Locust, I miss you. Let’s always be together, okay?”

It was an intricate symbol of ancient letters that I didn't even recognize. "My wife...my beautiful wife...I love you. Always." I look into her eyes and suddenly lost in her affection. "My husband I love you more."

I whispered brokenly, against his mouth, with the tension beginning to coil inside me unbearably tight, I said, quietly, huskily, through the quivering lips, "I love you, husband." He opened his eyes and looked into mine, dark and burning. "I love you as well, my wife." And, with one last thundering groan and thrust, he came inside of me, and I came along as we shattered screaming one another's name out. "I know you do," I tell him with a chuckle, "So, when are you taking me on that bought date of your, husband? I must say, you really did put on a show over there?"