Mi Esposa Dormida Novels & Stories

*MONALISA* I slept on the bed while my prudish husband slept on the couch. I have a very high libido and being married to such a person is suffocating. I mean who on earth would have thought he was this…this…ugh! And now I was supposed to wait till God knows when he would be ready. It doesn’t even make any sense. Men are always ready! What kind of man was he? When I woke up the next morning,I sat up on the bed and watched him still sleeping on the sofa.

The next morning, Rene woke up on the couch inside Maria's bedroom. The first night of them being a married couple, he spent it away from her, confined to the couch. His back ached, and the events of the previous day weighed heavily on his mind. He glanced over at the bed, where Maria lay sleeping, her face peaceful in repose. Despite the tension between them, seeing her like this made his heart ache.

“ Haaaa……..I can’t wait to have a nice shower and go to sleep . “ said Luna tired . “ Looks like you are very impatient my wife . “ said Massimo with a smirk . Luna turned her head surprised to see Massimo behind her . “ What…….What are you doing here ? “ asked Luna shocked when she saw him . “ It is our wedding night . Are you telling your husband to go sleep at another room, alone ? “ said Massimo . “ Yes , that is precisely what I am telling you . Get out ! “ said Luna with an annoyed look . Massimo looked at her with a bit of a confused expression then threw the jacket at the couch . “ I told you to get out . “ said Luna .

However, I did see the smirk that was plastered across his face, but I did not care. I eventually showered and lay on the bed. My tired body begged for sleep and I gave in. This would be the first time I had slept in a while. My dreams were beautiful. I dreamt of Sienna Zanotti, my wife. Maybe she was 'the one.' ***

After changing into soft, matching pajamas, I took a steadying breath. The quiet of the room felt heavy, as though the mansion itself was holding its breath. I glanced at Adrian, lying still, his face relaxed and calm. For a moment, I let myself think about how strange this situation was—married to a man I’d only just met, a man I barely knew.

It was now close to 11pm. Me: Hi beautiful are you still awake? Marianna: Hi Manny, yes I am still awake. Why are you awake this late? me: Oh you know just working on this case, why are you still awake Ma'am? Marianna: Honestly, because I miss you, it feels weird to sleep alone now.... Me: Really? I am flattered, I miss you too Marianna. Marianna: You should try to get some sleep sir! Me: What are you wearing?

I just have to get through the day so i can go home to my sweet loving wife, But It is so hard to focus on work with Marisol sitting right in the other room. Finally i can hear Michael coming down the hallway. His meeting is finished and hes back. "Sir im not feeling good is there any way i can take the rest of the day off?" i asked. michael looked at me in disbelief because out of the 2 years working for this company i had only taken a day off when it was an emergency. "Of course Anthony, i hope you feel better" i grabbed my suitcase and quickly walked out of the office. I raced home and before i knew it i was walking in the front door of my house and running upstairs to ripped Janets cloth

Adronis Luxury Suite, Oia, Santorini. Sunday, 12 November 2018. 04:40pm... Mashkur awoke with a bright smile on his face, a twinkle of happiness -that could be spotted from so many miles- sparkle in his eyes. He feels relaxed and contented. The love of his life, his wife sleeping soundly in his arms with her head on his chest, legs draped around his. It looks like she was practically sleeping on him.

Now I am alone with my wife, who was giving me a fake sweet smile. I realized I was in trouble when she inquired, “So, my darling husband, how many hours did you actually sleep in the last three days?” “Hmm... I don’t know,” I murmured. I was aware of how anxious she had been about my health and that she would be furious if I didn’t get enough sleep. When I considered how much she had worked over the past few months to allow me to get the rest I needed, I started to feel somewhat guilty. “Nicolas Marié Ricci,” she sighed. Oh no! She used my middle name. I am in trouble. “I am tired of explaining this to you over and over again. You must be careful because you have only recently healed. Pleas

I walk in to the pack house and stop in the lobby to sense where my mate is. I start walking towards the family wing and soon I’m behind a door to the movie room. I quietly open the door. I find Celine wrapped up in a blanket and on the other couch lies my mate, sound asleep. I wanna laugh, but I don’t want to wake him up. I silently approach the couch and sit beside my sleeping lover. ”Hey, what are you watching” I whisper. ”Hi, this rom-com” She murmurs back without looking at me. ”How long did this dude last?” I whisper with a smile and gently rake my fingers through Sebastian’s hair.