James Maslow Wife Novels & Stories

She got what she came for. Her voice turns smug, syrupy with mock innocence. “Are you going to let her speak to your mother like that? Are you going to let keep making a fool out you?” James moves, stepping closer to me again. Finally. I don’t stop. I can’t. “I’m done with you acting like you’re the Virgin Mary and I’m just the help you forgot to fire. I live here. I belong here. I am James’s wife.” My voice trembles, but my stare holds steady. I won’t flinch. Not this time.

Considering that he was in debt, that he had been through some financial problems, they kept his investments and business separate from hers. - What he said, she used an excuse of simply staying by his side, but unlike him, she was jealous without reason, the woman who was his new partner, in which he traveled with her, in which he always went out with sue for business, which made his wife jealous and insecure. Her name was Valeria Horowitz who was a wealthy businesswoman and socialite who recently, in a long history of partnership with her husband, was being accused of killing my husband. The couple had an arsenal at home, from handguns to assault rifles.

I would ask him about his day, prepare his clothes for the next day, pack his suitcases for work trips… you name it. All to distract myself from the fact that our marriage was built on Jade’s death and my father’s alleged crime. Mason likely saw me as a tagalong third-wheeling friend who got lucky. He was always cold and distant toward me, but gave me a hefty allowance to maintain the “dignity” of being the CEO’s wife. Most wives spend this on spas, fancy gym memberships, designer shoes, and expensive hair and skin treatments. However, I had never indulged in any of these luxuries. I haven’t even bought myself a pair of heels or a new dress in four years.

Di asked her frowning. “It’s just this James blood line has a habit of keeping mistresses aside along with wives. I made sure my husband didn’t do it and also my son. But James is living away and I don’t know whether the blood of such reached him or he is safe.” She explained, looking at both of us. “You did a right thing. I mean, isn’t a wife enough? They need another woman? I am so glad you took a good decision from your husband time.” Di commented nodding.

Alpha Nyx responded to James. “Thank you for your concern, Alpha Nyx, but we are great here. And yes, this is Luna Emerald, my wife.” James stated, and Alpha Nyx's attention diverted to me. The woman next to him suddenly looked at me, still with no emotions showing on her face. “Your wife is lovely, and I know she will be great friends with my wife, Malverra.”

Mrs Johnson was in a good mood, she looked at James and asked, “Since it’s Valentine’s Day today have you planned anything for your wife?” James replied, “I don’t have any plans for today Mom, I have back-to-back meetings.” His mother looked at her husband and said, “Hubby, you know that today is an important day for lovers, why don’t you attend the meetings instead of our son?” Her husband looked at his wife and replied, “He scheduled the meetings himself, please don’t involve me.” Mrs Johnsons was so annoyed and said, “James, your marriage with Serene is fragile, please try to spend time with your wife.”

Vanessa’s photograph appeared. Beautiful. Confident. And perfectly suited to become the wife of an elite family. “Vanessa Clarke.” Sebastian let out a quiet laugh. “Or soon-to-be Vanessa Ashcroft.” Adele studied several articles about the woman. A modest background. A rapidly rising career. And a relationship far too close to Leonard long before the divorce happened. “This woman is smart,” Adele murmured quietly. “Very.” “Ambitious.” “And patient enough to wait.” Adele slowly closed the folder.

Rose's POV It has been weeks but from my perspective, I would say it has been months since my husband caught me in a room with Ibrahim, that mothefucker!. He has been giving me the cold silent treatment for weeks even after we got back to New York and thanks to him, I can't work anywhere, I just sit in the house and do nothing. "ma'am, your breakfast is ready" the chef called out to me as I stared at the clouds, lost and drowned in my thoughts

Her phone lit up again. I walked over. On the screen was a preview of WhatsApp notifications: James: [Your husband came today, I’m so scared. [Will he hurt our child? [When are you coming to see Noah? He says he misses his Mom.] The shower was silent.

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de