Romans & histoires Im Her Husband But Hes Her Man

Lorenzo froze. His eyes went wide, filled with emotions I couldn't even name. "Alessia, you think threatening me with divorce is fun? If you don't want this party, it ends now. You're my wife, and that's not changing." He shut me out before I could answer. He turned toward the guests, and in a heartbeat, that cold, commanding mafia Don was back. "The celebration ends here. Please head out." No one dared to say anything. They just began filing out.

His eyes turned dangerously colder. “Your husband?” he echoed slowly. “Then who am I? The other man?” I froze. Wait—Just why is he getting worked up over this? This is ridiculous! Why are we even arguing about this?! “I didn’t mean that literally! You know how K-drama fans call their favorite actors their husbands. That’s all it is!” I explained. He leaned down slightly, eyes burning into mine. “It’s still inappropriate,” he shot back. “You are married to me, Amber. You don’t get to call another man your husband. I am your only husband.”

"I said I didn't—" Stefano's fingers dug in hard, his eyes boring straight through me as he cut me off again. "Lie to yourself all you want. I'm done listening." So that was it. I'd walked right into Isla's trap. And my husband of seven years took her word for it without a second thought. Seven years of us, just gone. I didn't fight back when he hauled me to the car. What was the point? At the hospital, Stefano marched me straight to Isla's room. Doctors crowded in.

“And this time I want you to thank your husband for sharing you.” “Thank you, Jimmy,” I moaned loudly between each hard thrust. My voice broke with pleasure. “Thank you for letting this biker ruin your wife’s holes.” Jimmy was standing nearby now, stroking himself again as he watched his wife get completely destroyed by another man. His eyes were wide with lust and love mixed together. Seeing him like that only made me wetter. Jax’s thrusts became faster and more erratic. His muscles tensed, and his breathing grew rough. “Gonna fill you up again, slut.”

I whisper. The man stirs. Eyes snap open. Dark. Sharp. Relieved. “Alessa.” He says my name like it hurts. Like he’s been holding it in for years. I swallow. “I’m sorry… do I know you?” Something cracks in his face. Gone in a second. Replaced by control. “I’m your husband.” The word drops between us. Heavy. Impossible. “No.” He doesn’t argue. Doesn’t raise his voice. He studies me.

“Sir, I think you have the wrong person. I’ve never heard of the name Cathy and I don’t even know you.” “How could you possibly not know me? I’m the only man in this world who you love and are concerned about!” “...” The woman was taken aback. Then, she chuckled. “Sir, I think you really have the wrong person. I’ve never seen you before. The man I love and am concerned about the most is my husband.” Husband. That word felt like a sharp knife with thorns as it stabbed directly into Felipe’s heart. ‘She has a husband.

"Sorry sir, I don't want anyone to misunderstand," "Misunderstand? I'm single, just calm down. " "Yes, you are single, but I already have a husband!"

That was only the perfect word she could come up with at the moment. “Honey, let's go.” The man arrived and called his wife. “Oh, you're back.” She took his hand and rose. “Enjoy the party sweetheart.” She said to Charlene before walking away. Charlene heard her husband asking her if she knew her but she replied with no. She told him she admired her beauty, it wasn't like they had met before. Charlene sighed loudly. “Hey beauty.” A young man walked over and took a seat around the table. Charlene was lost looking around for Richard. Could he be around? “Hey,” He snapped his fingers in her face and that brought Charlene back.

She consoled her daughter. “And besides, Chin Cho, I want you to take note of these facts, all men are not the same, some are good, some are bad, while some are urgly. And your husband might just be among the good.” The woman brought her mind back to her marriage. “mum he is not my husband and don’t refer to him as such, I don’t know why you are so soft hearted. I will call you next time.” She cut the call and fumed.

I couldn't read anything from him while waiting for what I'm about to say. "The man you own as your husband is my real husband. I'm the legal wife!" I firmly said. She furrowed her brows and walked towards me. "What did you say?!" she said shakily. "You heard it right? His real name was Hezekiah Leric Grant! And I am his legal wife!" Shock registered on her face, lips quivered so bad. Her knees suddenly weakened. Her eyes pooled with tears as she tried to catch her breath while holding her chest.