Jotaro Wife Novels & Stories

"I don't mean I can randomly shove my cock into any Terry, Dee or Harriet's mouth, though. That has to be special too. Same goes for going down on them." She was confused. "But for me, you…" "You are my wife." He responded matter-of-factly and it did nothing to eae her confusion. If anything, she was more confused. "But we both know that we have a contract marriage and when it ends…" She somehow felt reluctant to talk about what would happen once the contract period ended. Why did it sting? "What about that woman? Have you given up on her because she's married?" He looked at her in amusement. What a deadbrain. His beautiful, adorable deadbrain. He wove his hand through her hair and took in h

Even so, his possessiveness got over him, and he wrapped his hands around her thin waist. "She is my wife," his husky voice affirmed, a dark glint flashing over his grey eyes. His wife? Sophia's expression froze as she glanced over at the woman purring like a cat over the president. Was she his wife? Why didn't Trickson inform her instead of flaming her hopes? Immediately, she bent to pick up the phone, tears filling her eyes like an open faucet. "I am so sorry, ma'am, for the little misunderstanding. It won't happen again."

A dark-haired lady, about her age but with an evident baby bump, and had her hand entangled with Tony's. “T-T-T-Tony? What's… what's… what's this! What the fuck is this?” Tears rapidly gathered in her eyes as she ranted raucously at him. “She truly is a bimbo — dumb and blonde!” Mary placed her head on his shoulder, then sneered mockingly at a very unstable Tessa. “I know right?” Tony's once affection-filled eyes were now filled with scorn for her. His lips curved into a heartless smile. “I've been accepted back into the Williams Family but with my soon-to-be wife.” He turned to Mary and his lips were unhesitatingly pecked by her.

“Secret? I'm sure that person's identity is very special." Jethro watched Devlin's moody look from afar and felt a little pity, although the master and Miss Julia did not publicize their love story, the sheriff soon suspected Devlin had a girlfriend, so he quietly told him to go investigate, but he found out too late and didn't have time to report to Sir Robert that Devlin's girlfriend was Julia, then such a big thing happened.

I was alone at home. My wife, Queenie Sullivan, had said she had to attend a business function. It was already very late into the night, yet she still hadn't returned. Clutching my stomach, I fought through the pain as I dragged myself to prepare some ginger tea for her. Queenie returned home drunk. She looked upset, as if something were weighing heavily on her. I offered her the ginger tea, but for some reason, she reacted with sudden irritation. She slapped my hand away, sending the cup of ginger tea crashing to the floor. Then, with a cold expression, she kicked me right in the stomach.

When I'd discovered I was pregnant two months later, that burden had become permanent. We'd married in a small ceremony with no joy and few witnesses. His pack had been furious—an Alpha marrying a rogue was scandal enough, but one he'd been forced to marry out of duty was even worse. I'd endured their cold stares and whispered insults, had smiled through the thinly veiled hostility, because at least I had a home. At least my child would have a pack, a place to belong. And Matthew had held my hand tightly that day. "She's my wife," he'd said, his voice steel. "She's your Luna. And she's earned her place here a hundred times over. Anyone who disagrees can challenge me directly."

"He even feels sorry for me all the time, saying my parents favored sons over daughters and that I suffered because of it. He turns a blind eye to me supporting my 'brother.' What an idiot!” "Why wouldn't I take advantage of a guy like this? His money is there for me and my son to spend!" I stared at my phone screen, my fingers trembling uncontrollably. Vivienne Carter was my wife. For five years, she constantly cried in front of me, saying she was neglected by her parents since childhood and forced to drop out of school to support her brother's education. Every single word oozed self-pity.

Vergara jammed in the conversation. “Of course, and the only girl who holds my heart.” Tito Rico said as he looked at his wife. I can’t help but to look at the two of them admiringly. How I wish Lucifer would look at me like that someday too. “So sweet!” Mom commented. “Oh, it seems like my wife is kind of jealous here. Don’t worry sweetheart, You’re the only one who holds my heart too.” Dad kidded to mom. “HAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Riko nodded to her son. “I, Hibiki Ryū Konishi, take you Yūri Aiko Hatake, to be my wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part." Hibiki smiled, holding my hands in his. “The rings.” Riko nodded at her husband.

Then who was their son—and what was he to her? She couldn’t have fallen for someone else. How could there be talk of betrayal? While she was still confused, Atlas stepped forward, his gaze sharp and commanding. “Naomi Swift is now my wife—my wife. She has nothing to do with the Rhodes anymore.” The crowd was dumbfounded. Then he turned to the two women standing across from him. “And as for you—if you harass my wife again, there’s no need for the Rhodes to exist.” Jovita felt a chill from head to toe.