Novel & Cerita My Darling Husband

"Didn't you offer yourself to me this morning like a common slut?" The word sliced through me, making me flinch. Heat and shame collided inside me, but I forced my chin up. "I did what I had to do," I snapped, "don't mistake that for interest." I shoved at his chest but he didn't budge. "And I haven't agreed to anything yet, so you have no right to corner me like this. Especially at a dinner hosted by my husband." That word—husband—tasted sour. Damien didn't move one bit. He just stared down at me, studying me like a specimen. "Your husband," he repeated slowly. "Funny. Because from what I observed, your beloved husband was downstairs entertaining his little side project in red lipstick."

My Husband from a marriage of convenience. Well too convenient to be real. I knew I would regret this later, but this was too good to resist. Darcel was everything I had dreamt of, and everything that I can have forever. But, that can't stop me for succumbing to this temptation ever.

“Stop calling me Dorian. Call me Baby. Darling. Sweetheart. Or better still… Husband.” … I almost vomited on the spot. My stomach performed acrobatics worthy of the Olympics. “Husband?” I croaked, my eyes bulging. “What? Are you planning to divorce me?” He fired back instantly, closing the gap again. Excuse me, WHAT? Is he mad? Did I miss an actual wedding ceremony somewhere between breakfast and lunch yesterday? Husband?! My brain was smoke. My sanity was ash. “Sweetheart, what’s wrong? Why aren’t you saying anything?” His voice dropped lower, softer. It slithered into my mind like an unwanted lullaby. My skin crawled with goosebumps.

You are supposed to be the happiest woman in the room. "Oh ...I am Darling,'' I slurred slightly, leaning my head onto his shoulder.I turned my face toward the cameras, flashing a dazzling, predatory smile that didnt reach my eyes. "I'm married to a man who steals from his wife. Whats more romantic than that.?" "You're drunk." "Im celebratory," I corrected , reaching for a forth glass from a passing waiter. "To the merger, To the Malls and to the lies cheers!"

“OF COURSE, YOU PIECE OF SHI—” Darryl extended his arms, giving his phone to the lovely lady with him. “Your husband wants to talk to you, pretty lady.” “Hello?! Hello?! HELLO! YOU MOTHER FUCKER! WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH MY WIFE!” Heart just awkwardly nodded her head and reached for Darryl's phone. “T-Thanks? I guess?” she said as she force herself to fake a smile. “You are always welcome, lovely.” Heart smiled and unmute the call and turn the speaker off before raising her hand to her ears, listening to her husband's heavy but sexy breath.

"Haha! Dorothy's talking to the doll, and Laura doesn't understand what's going on!" "Darling? Is she talking to herself? She had a fun night inside that doll." "Laura's still scrambling eggs in the kitchen. How considerate. Her husband's fooling around with another woman, and she's here making breakfast for his lover." "Feeling sorry for Laura? Well, don't. She's just an overglorified maid." I put the scrambled eggs onto a plate and brought them to the dining table. Dorothy had already taken her seat. Calvin had woken up as well, and he showed up for breakfast wearing nothing but a pair of boxers.

"Madelyn...! Omg, you need to say sorry to your brother. Please be gentle with each other. Ethan, let me see your boo-boo." This is my dull life every day. Welcome to my world, everybody, the world with the same routine every day. We call it motherhood. I've been married to my gorgeous husband, Dominic, for about six years. Next week, we will hit our 7th anniversary. I still remember the first time I met him at the office. We used to work together at the office, and he was my boss. He was a hot boss; you know. I didn't expect that I would become his girlfriend and now his wife.

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

I actually forgot the tv drama will be aired that Dohyung actually cast in that time. And she picked up her phone cause it was ringing. It's probably her husband on the line. I am observant of other people's expressions and I wonder why her face immediately went expressionless but with a hint of annoyance when she was talking on the phone. She was always smiling when talking to me earlier. Probably it's been a while since she have a good time so I shrug it off. She ended the call. "Your husband?" I ask and she nodded. "He said we probably stayed too long. Haa. It's so hard when you actually got married now..."

A man who couldn’t make her come? She stepped closer to me and ran her hand up my hard chest. She watched her fingers inch slowly upward until they came into contact with the edge of my jaw. Her fingers felt the smooth skin of my recently shaved face and the rugged bones that made up my profile. Her eyes followed her movements, her lips slightly parted like she wanted me all over again. “I don’t want to talk about my husband. I want to enjoy these last seconds thinking only about you.” Her fingers trailed down my jaw, my neck, and then to my chest once more. “I had a great time tonight. I’ll be thinking about this evening a lot when I’m alone…” She spoke the truth without shame, invigorated