Married Man Is In Love With Me Novels & Stories

"I'm your husband. Do not forget it-" "We were only married because my boyfriend is your secretary and he is indebted to you-" "Shut up," he said calmly but with a hint of anger in his voice. "We are married because we love each other, get it? That's it, baby. Remember that. We are married because we love each other. No more other reasons than that. We love each other. That's it." His voice and tone are so weird. "Teivel.... please let me free," Janeah pledged while tears flowed down her cheeks.

It is the first time I am seeing him jealous. "I'm married, right? I'm married to you, right? So what's the issue with you? I am married to you baby and I'm yours alone. No man can take me away from me and I love you. I tell you this all the time. I love you a lot and you are the only man in my heart. I will come every weekend and we will spend the whole day together, you and I..." I bit on my bottom lips. "Just you and I..." I leaned closer to him.

His packed muscles were always hidden under his shirt, and my throat dried up as my eyes were not parting from his hard-times chest. This was crazy since I had a Man who did not only love me but was out there trying to make sure that he got me out of this sham of a marriage, I should be thinking about him and not someone else. That was very disgraceful. "What is it that you want, Isabella? I don't think you came here to gawk at me while I undress"

"You have to change that notion. Marriage is a gift of God to humanity. This means that it should be enjoyed. Not the other way round." "But how can I work things out on my own? Marriage is not one sided. Ever since I stepped foot here, everyone has asked me to give Manuel a chance. But he clearly doesn't even care." "You may think he doesn't, but he does." She gave a warm smile. "Wow!" I smiled dryly. "He surely does. Meanwhile, he is currently away from home and in the arms of another woman." "Says who?" "Says him!" I yelled out, unable to hold in the pain and disappointment in anymore.

From where I stood, I could see a mirror inside, angled just right to reflect two figures standing in the dim corner. “But—but you’ve been coming home late, and Martha said she saw you with a woman at a club—” the woman’s voice cracked. She sounded wrecked. She wasn't angry, but hurt. “Martha was lying. I’m not seeing anyone but you,” the man said quickly. “I’ve just been caught up with work, that’s it. You’re my wife, and I would never, ever disrespect our marriage. I love you.” The word "love" came out smooth like he practiced it.

"I think I know the face of a man in love and dying in silence from the pain of unrequited love. Makes for a beautiful story, don't you think. The big strong powerful man, wanted by everyone but he only has eyes on the lovely maiden who wouldn't see him as anything but the big strong powerful man, wanted by everyone but loved by none." My heart beat painfully in my chest. "It's not that... You don't understand." "Then, make me understand, my dear friend." My hands clenched into fists on my knees. "She... She's married." "And when has that ever stopped you before?" Her smile was soft and gentle as she went down memory lane. "Infact, if I remember correctly, I was married to the mayor the firs

My manik, my love was in love with someone else before me then why he approached me and why he is marrying me. "Why are you marrying me then, manik you still have time. This decision is not for one or two days for me this marriage decision is for my lifetime and i can not even thought you being with someone else i'll die manik." I cried hardly looking at him meanwhile he was just looking at me confused all the time.

I do nothing, I mean if he can get away with doing things with Grace, then there’s no issue if I dance with some random stranger, so I let my eyes stay on his, he gets angry by the second, he shuts his eyes, turning away and heading up the stirs. “Not angry enough to care apparently” I frown, turning around, and my eyes meet with a blonde tall man, he looks like a local. “Do you frequent here?” he says into my ears, leaning back and watching my confused face “I’m marrying a man who is still In love with his Ex in two days,” I say instead, My mind going back to all the moments I've seen him with Grace, at the engagement, at the engagement party, on this trip, the way their eyes follow each ot

"I'll just leave this here. I'll be in my study room if you need me." "I won't ever need you." I told him softly. "Tell me, how was she like for you?" I said, slowly sliding off the bed. He furrowed a brow. "Your ex-wife. Was she a good wife to you? Was she perfect? Did she make you worry? Did she stress you like I'm doing now? And come to think of it," I snorted. "You had a wife before. But not once did you even give up the slightest hint that you were married. You're really good, Mariano. You're so good at fooling and deceiving people. Making them fall in love with you only for them to realize that everything had been a Fake from the very beginning. Hmph, what a gorgeous epitome of disaste

Lance was kidnapped on the night of my thirtieth birthday. The kidnappers made their demands simple: If I wanted Lance to live, I had to strip naked, get down on my knees in front of everyone in the room. And just as I was ready to sacrifice everything to save him，Lance's flippant voice shattered the dead silence. "Alright, that's enough. Don't overdo it." My entire body went rigid. I stood frozen as I watched him step out from behind a folding screen. Aurora was beside him, clinging to his arm and giggling. She covered her mouth, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Did you see Blair just now? Didn't she look exactly like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered? That was priceless!" Lance casually