Married To My Ex Husband Rival Novels & Stories

"She's a rival. Nothing more." "An ex-lover rival, or a straight-up business rival?" I murmured, pressing my hips a little harder against the freezing iron railing to anchor myself. "We had a marriage planned. A purely commercial arrangement to merge the power of two major syndicates." Matteo said, the moonlight and the sea’s reflection washing over his flawless, rugged face. "But I temporarily forgot what a treacherous, overly ambitious bitch she really is." "Why would a man like you ever need a single woman anyway..." I shot back sharply, not even trying to mask the sudden, venomous spike of jealousy inside me.

"Stop this right now. I am giving you one last chance, Aurora. Apologize or you go to the cell." I slowly looked down at the floor. He gave a small, mocking smile. "Good girl." I looked right back up into his eyes and spoke clearly. "I, Aurora Carson, curse, the day i stood at the alter and called you my husband Donald Blackwood. As my husband, Our marriage is completely over. You will hear from my lawyer".

I looked like a woman who had a secret. A woman who was loved in secret by a man who would burn the world for her. And a woman who was about to make her husband go crazy trying to prove it. I put the dress back and got into bed. I hid the phone under my pillow and closed my eyes. Downstairs, Daniel was still pacing. Still drinking. Still wondering. He was watching me. But he had no idea that the woman he was watching was already gone. She had left him long ago. The woman in his house now was not his wife. She was his punishment. And tomorrow night, at dinner, the punishment would begin.

After a car accident leaves Elisa with amnesia, she wakes up to discover that her husband, Marcus, and their young son, Eli, have been visiting her in the hospital. But there's something terribly wrong. Marcus introduces her as a distant relative, while his former lover, Sophia, is presented as Eli's mother. Before Elisa can make sense of the lies, Julian Thorne, Marcus's business rival, arrives and tells her the truth. Then her memories come rushing back. She remembers her marriage, the son she loves, and the life she gave up for a man who has now replaced her with another woman. But rather than confront Marcus, Elisa decides to let him believe his deception has worked. If he think

He took a slow sip, keeping his dark eyes locked straight onto me over the rim of the glass. "Your heart monitor tells a completely different story, my dear wife," Xavier said smoothly, swallowing his drink and stepping back toward me. I quickly looked down at the floor, my brain racing in pure panic. You shouldn't have invited anyone over in the first place! I yelled at him inside my head. Now you've landed me in a massive mess over a friend you brought into this house! And what kind of stupid divorce process requires a tracking watch anyway?! I desperately tried to steady my breathing, willing my pulse to slow down so the watch would shut up. I blamed it on my fake anatomy again.

Talking about the things that we did while we’re apart from each other. “Right, I almost forgot. How’s Mariel? What about Mrs. Kim and the others?” I held his hand that was on my waist as he snuggled at my back. “B-Black.” Our position might look like a spoon and it made my neck become sensitive because of his hot breath that was fanning against my nape. “Is that model named Caleb also included?” I tilted my head but his face made me startled. It was so close to mine that I could even hear the sound of his gulp. I moved back and felt his grip tightening as I sighed and smiled in my head. ‘This jealous husband of mine couldn’t even hide it.’

That’s all… That, and the fact that he is so damn good in bed, is everything I know about my husband. Isn’t that ridiculous? Our marriage has not been made public yet, we didn’t have to go do a honeymoon, and we don’t spend much time hanging out and getting to know each other better. I haven’t even had the opportunity to explore his body and find out how to please him in bed. I don’t even know what he likes to eat, and what he does for fun. As I said, I barely know the guy, and yet here I am having a rival that wishes to take him away from me, and she fucking knows every damn thing about him!

And the company is going to be backlisted and banned from our partnership records. But before it could happen, the entire hall went dead silent as the heavy and light sound of footsteps appeared once again. I looked over at the annoying newcomer but paled the next moment. The lady was finally close by, and I could see who she was without even having to think too much. Olivia? Wasn't that my ex-wife, whom we just divorced a week ago? How did she get married to my business rival within only a week of our divorce? Had she been playing with me all this time?

It's time to face the challenges that lie ahead. Opening the drawer of my study table, I'm greeted by a photograph of David from his younger days. The memories flood back, reminding me of the love that stole my peace and left me restless. But it was all one-sided. David never cared about my feelings. That doesn't matter anymore. I made the choice to marry his business rival, Mr. Stark, and now our sons are destined to be rivals as well. I raised William with the intention of turning Michael into not just a rival but an enemy. As I gaze at David's picture, emotions swirl within me. I close the drawer, locking away the memories of our tumultuous past. The present demands my attention. Our rece

Ricardo - I got married! Saying it like this might sound like I'm scared, but no, I'm actually really happy. Now Melissa is mine and mine alone. It was crazy, yes, but it's done, and honestly, I don't want it to be undone in any way. Now she's my wife, and that's final. I can imagine people seeing this, the gossip, saying that I left my ex because I already had someone else. I can imagine the look on my ex's face and my ex-father-in-law's face. By now, the old man must be furious, but I don't owe them anything anymore. The only thing connecting me to that family is my son, and nothing more. So screw what they're saying about me. I want to be happy and enjoy my honeymoon, which I never even i