I Thought You Were A Time-limited Husband Novels & Stories

he states; not realizing that he just insinuated that him and I would have a child together. “Not that we’d have a child together; it was just an example” he says realizing the mistake he had made. I nod my head in understanding; changing the conversation. “Thanks for understanding; and thanks for taking part of the blame, even though you were not initially aware of the lie I had told”. Nek grins at me, “it’s alright; I meant the vows we took for the period we’re married, you’re problems are my problems” He did it again; he keeps making reference to our marriage being a limited time frame, he can’t wait to get rid of me. Why do I care; after all it’s not like we’re in love, it’s just an agre

He was vehement. So, why did his remarks bother me today? It's not like we're really married. Well, we are, but it's temporary. This marriage will all be over in one year, and then we'll get a divorce. The sex has been so great. I've been sticking to our deal and just enjoying the pleasure we can give each other. In the back of my mind, though, I've allowed myself to believe that this could become a real marriage. How foolish. How naive.

What a prankster he could be sometimes. I giggled, "Of course I wasn't referring to money. My husband is the great Alpha King, and if I wanted the world, he is very capable of buying it all for me. I know that." I praised, giggling some more as he puffed his chest and flexed his strong muscular arms. "I meant time, my desire. Can we afford to take time off now? There's still so much left to be done around here…" I said, overthinking again.

This, coupled with the heartbreak of losing the only woman who loved her, was too much for her fragile heart to bear and it was tearing her apart. She never expected this to happen so fast. She thought she had time, two years worth of it. Time for what exactly? To make Damon fall in love with her and make the marriage real? To make him decide to extend the contract? She wasn’t sure but she had held on so tightly to the idea of it. Now, the hold she had on it was slipping away. “I would ask you to think about it but there is nothing to think about, we both know that. Sign the agreement and then we can discuss alimony.” Damon said, handling the conversation like every other business deal he h

And what straight man in this era would agree to be bound by such a ridiculous thing? ‘Someone who would do everything for his family. Especially if there is a multi-billion empire at stake.’ My sixth sense mocks, and I curse it! This ought to be bullshit! "How long will this marriage last?" I think out loud. He shrugs his shoulders, closing his eyes for a moment. He then peels them sluggishly and acquits a heavy sigh. "For as long as the partnership lasts. The..." "That means forever!" I brat out with pure hurt, cutting him off. Then I think out loud yet again.

"We're fine. Really, everything's fine. If anything changes, you'll be the first to know." Of course, I had thought about it. I had asked and brought it up. But his answers were always the same. "You're overthinking things." "Work's busy right now. Let's wait a bit longer." "Marriage is all about timing, isn't it? Didn't I promise you? You can trust me." Push a little more, and he would just get cold and impatient. We then dragged things out, year after year. Suddenly, seven years had flown by.

“Our relationship needs to be believable to the public.” Then, without another word, he walked away. I stood there for some minutes, baffled, the document feeling like a trap in my hands. I had never imagined ending up in a contract marriage with someone like Raymond. Sure, he was handsome, but his cold, distant demeanor made him impossible to stand. I couldn’t imagine spending two years tied to him. But then I remembered my goal. Two years was plenty of time to get my revenge on Alexander and Rachel. I picked up my phone.

I replied firmly. “You got me,” he shrugged. “I accept all your terms, wife.” I shifted uneasily, “So soon? Don’t you need to think about it?” “I thought we didn’t have time to waste. Maybe I was wrong,” he said, smiling. “No, you are right,” I replied. “We have a deal… husband.”

he said looking at me hopefully “I don't think I can exceed more than one year. '' I replied truthfully because even the one year I signed for I don't know maybe I can continue because I believed he had a thing for me. He didn't say anything so I looked up to see him staring at me “I don't know. I have a life to live. I can't spend a whole two years in a fake marriage. I need to move on at some point. If am bind to you with marriage I don't know if I might lose my future husband in the process” I said with no guilt because am no longer going to keep believing there's future between us “I know but I promised you such a thing won't happen. Your future won't be hindered nor will your future hus

I thought for a bit before I answered him. “I think the time we are supposed to stay married is too short, people would talk. How about a year?”. “Alright” he muttered as he cancelled 6 months and added a year to the contract. After I read through it again, I felt completely satisfied by the terms and signed the contract, he also did the same. He then extended his hand for a handshake, signifying a done deal which I took happily. “Wife” he added with a smile “Husband” I answered as we both shook hands.