Just One Kiss, Before Divorcing Me Novels & Stories

If you think that I will let you go so easily, you are so mistaken I will never DIVORCE YOU " he said as he pushes my body against the wall and crushed my lips with his. I wanted to push him, but his body was too strong as he had a muscular body against mine, and he took his hands with mine to stop him from pushing him. I don't know what got into me, but I couldn't resist it. So I kissed him back. "Best kiss ever "He said as he softly bites my lower lip gently. For the first time in years, I got my first kiss in a condition where am asking for a divorce despite my heart not agreeing with me but why would I wanna be in a relationship where there's no trust so it would be better to do wh

How could he do this to me? I felt a hand wrap around me, pulling me into a hug as I let myself weep out the pain in my chest. “He wants a divorce,” I hiccuped. “He says that his ex-lover is pregnant and that I needed to move out. And also…” “I know. I know. I heard everything.” She patted my hair as I cried on her shoulder, sitting down there on the floor with her. I didn't know for how long I cried but I remembered picking up the bottle of wine and then dragging myself back to the room. I tore down the stupid decorations I had made with our pictures and trashed everything under my foot.

“W-what do you want? Get out!” snapped Nayla with her eyes wide. The woman walked backwards slowly as Zavier moved forward silently with both eyes fixed on Nayla. Nayla's fear became more and more rampant as her ass hit the dressing table, “Zav...” Zavier pinched both of Nayla's cheeks so that she could not continue her sentence. “Uh, let go!” “It's never too late! We haven't processed the divorce at all. I know, in here...” Zavier pressed his index finger to the center of Nayla's chest, “I'm right here!”

Then, without a word, he crossed the room, leaned down, and pressed a soft, affectionate kiss to my forehead. “Good morning,” he murmured. “Hi,” I whispered. He straightened. “I’ve got a board call in ten minutes. I'll be back as soon as I can.” I nodded, trying to hide the ridiculous flutter in my chest from that one forehead kiss. “Go save the empire.” He grinned. “Try not to miss me too much.” I rolled my eyes. But he winked before walking to the door. The bedroom door closed with a small click and he was gone.

Kashvi asked earning everyone's tensed eyes on her as they are afraid of leaving her alone with Grayson. Grayson silently gave his kids to his mother and followed Kashvi to his bedroom and locked the door behind him. " If you want to convince me for divorce then forget it Kashvi. I will die but will never sign divorce papers. We have to live with me. And what is wrong. I was drugged. I was played. Can't you just give me a second chance? " Grayson said making Kashvi shake her head in denial. " Let's start fresh. I love you and I will make you fall for me too. Just one chance. Please! " Grayson begged.

Jotham opened his beautiful green eyes and then checked his wristwatch, "thank goodness you are awake, Julie. It's been three days since you've passed and I've not left your side since." "Who cares? Like you didn't cause all these? Where's that man you were punching blue-black? Where's my husband?" "Dr. T had promised to divorce you. You need to sign the divorce papers, Julie." "You must be insane. Why will I divorce my husband?" "Cause I'm the only man who can have you." "Where's is he? I need to see him." "Only after you have agreed to sign his divorce papers." "No. Why are you ruining my happy life, Jotham. Go for your 'Mirabel." Why are you this obsessed with me when you had me in the pa

she hissed. I winced, that was something I was avoiding. Fighting. We didn’t need to go through this again. I leaned down, pressing my lips hard against hers, making sure that it was long enough to convince her that I was here. Present. Lord! Isn’t it crazy how I have to use kisses to convince my wife? Her hand slipped down my trousers, slowly tugging on the zipper, trying to bring it down. Instinctively I grabbed her hand, “Diane?”

he shouted. My gaze darkened. “Why don’t you adopt someone?” I said quietly. He laughed in disbelief. "My wife will give birth.” “And if she doesn’t?” I replied calmly. “I’m offering you an easier path right now.” The waitress returned, placing the dishes on the table. “Enjoy your meal,” she said softly before walking away. I pushed one of the bowls toward Dominic. Greyson stared at the boy for a long moment. “We’ve never met,” he said coldly, standing up.

"The house and car are mine. They were premarital assets. We'll split the company 50-50." His eyes widened in disbelief. "Anya, are you insane? I just kissed her! You're divorcing me over this? I didn't know you were such a petty, narrow-minded woman!" Before I could respond, his phone rang. The voice on the other end was light and sweet. "Steve, it's storming, and I'm scared. I'm all alone. Can you come over and keep me company?" Melanie asked. Steven gently reassured her, "Don't worry, Lanie. I'll be there soon."

he murmured against my lips. I obeyed, each inhalation guided by him, each pulse syncing with the steady pressure of his hand. I hated how much I needed him, hated how every inch of my body betrayed me under his control. Then he pulled back just enough to whisper, his voice ice and silk all at once. “Good. That’s it.” I stared at him, my lips still tingling from the kiss, feeling the exact moment I made the decision. “Don’t fucking touch me or talk to me after this. Send the divorce papers right after,” I said, my voice steady even though my chest was still hammering.