My Evil Genius Wife Novels & Stories

Her skin tried to escape her body, and she swallowed hard, trying to maintain her cool. "I'm gonna make you scream," he whispered aggressively into her ear, while squeezing her thigh and inflicting more pain. Her name puffed from his lips in such a blatantly malicious way that she cringed with fear. His words rang in her ears, and internal alarms screamed through every cell in her body as the hair on the back of her neck stood at attention. This guy was more than a philandering husband. He was seriously evil. She could feel it in her soul. Sucking in a cleansing breath, she pulled away, shrugging him off. Thank God, she didn't have to stick around to find out how truly disgusting Dillon coul

‘Why can’t she behave like a dutiful wife! ‘We’ll live well together, she doesn’t have to devise evil schemes, and I won’t have to bother about the fact that she cheated on me during our wedding night. Jared grabbed the butler and roared, “How can there be such a wicked woman in the world? She couldn’t even spare a child — she has lost her conscience!”

After that, he hired a team of expensive lawyers and continued to pull strings through unconventional methods, doing everything possible to get her out of the mess. Whenever Mr. Adam's thought about his wife, who always acted like a retard, he could imagine gouging her heart out! She had already previously caused a ruckus when she tried to harm Hilda and after the mess with Hilda, she promise not to anymore. I just can't understand why she would chose to commit such a horrendous thing at such a critical time. Is she stupid? Does she have sh*t brains?!

I shall let the wife play with me a little longer to make her happy. "Such fat pecs..." Michelle licks and nibbles my skin, and I tremble as she trails kisses down my abs and stops by my hipbones. "Your v-lines are gorgeous too... And so is your cock." A groan escapes me when she grips my cock, nestling herself between my thick thighs to suck on the fat head with a rhythm designed to tease me further. Is she trying to fucking kill me?! A fact about my wife: she is a devil in disguise. All innocent and sweet in the face, but an evil mastermind in bed.

“Evans, do you think that this idea is going to work “Celia asked desperately. “Since you said that we have the same bad genes, I know what will work. Just relax, we will get Devin back before that crazy son of yours does anything stupid. “the man replied. it seemed that this night Celia wasn’t going to have peace from him either. She needed a girl power. why did she have to be surrounded with a bunch of bully men. Why didn’t God give her a daughter. Oh….it was even worst that she was getting a daughter in law from hell. Isn’t she the unluckiest woman available? “My son….Oh…..now he is my son. You are the one who turned him in to a crazy robot who don’t even know how to love anybody. look at

She did the same and her bra comes with it; flying through the air, simply throwing it to the floor. I gulp because of the heavenly scene in front of me. I can't take my eyes off of her. And she must've noticed it when she teased me by biting her lower lip and taking her own panties off. "Are you just going to watch, my dear husband?" I shake my head to disagree, "Fuck, no. Hell no, Eve. I am never going to 'just watch'." I part her closed thighs as my eyes feast on her jewel. She just giggles. "I want to devour my wife right now. So, your husband is not going to 'just watch'. Will you allow him to do what he wants though?" My wife earnestly nods and grins. I thought so. "That's more like it

A menacing look crossed his face. "By now my wife must have propagated the first half of the plan, pumping your pack's frustration. And as feigned... Your shape-shifting family must have begun their arrangements to come here— without stressing their brain on the fact that they're just being escorted to a death snare by my wife with her superb acting skills. "Everyone thinks that I am a mad magician but nobody knows that the ideas for those fatal magic tricks came from Julia's evil brain." stunned, she flicked her eyes.

Emma looked at Gwen with contempt. Gwen looked Emma straight in the eye, "I don't know if we Jones women can seduce men, but you, as the wife of the Evans family, you attempted to kill your son's wife at the villa. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that you, who have always been a lady, could be so despicable."

In a teasing tone, Ellie asks, “Do you think Mrs. Sturgis will mind?” I lean over Ellie, “Mrs. Sturgis, do you mind me fucking Elanor Davidson in my office?” Ellie smiles, “You’re so crude.” “My wife will endure much worse tonight,” I give her a suggestive look. “I will kiss her.” “Your wife must be a saint to endure you.” Ellie teases.

I’m such a bad wife. . A. Gupta