My Flirtatious Substitute Husband Novels & Stories

"I'm not..." "What? You want to refuse? Isn't money the reason you betrayed your friendship with Isabella? My wife? Isn't it because of money that you intend to tease me like this?" I retorted coldly. I looked at her from toe to head. "You're not even as beautiful and sexy as my wife. How can you have the confidence to flirt with someone else's husband, huh?" Her anger came out. "I'm not that kind of woman."

"I'm offering you a secretarial position as well as ten million dollars in exchange for being my wife." What in the world is going on here? "Are you crazy?" I stated. "No, but I'm sure you're the wonderful woman I'm looking for to fill in for my wife. To fill her empty space, and save my reputation." He smirked, "Ten million dollars just pretending to be my wife, after that we can file a divorced when I found out where my wife hiding." He's asking me to replaced his wife's position. I am tempted, but he's insane...

“You didn't even fight her when she kissed you, you allowed her to humiliate me.” “What are you talking about?" I huffed raising my brow. “The girl at your house, she's nothing but a substitute…” "Don't you dare call her that. She is my wife.” I snarled, grabbing the edge of the table so I wouldn't lunge at her. Titling her head backwards, she let out a low laugh, hitting her palms together. “Come on Finn, I'm not the media you can tell lies to. I’m your ex fiancee, Lex Carlton.”

Kyle's face fell slightly, then he looked up at her with a pitiful face, and his voice was equally coquettish, "Lys, I'm jealous." Immediately, both her body and facial expression stiffened. She pursed her lips for a while but couldn't get anything done, and of course she couldn't bear to blame her handsome husband any more. It's true that when in love or marriage, just choose handsome men, because in the moments of arguing, she won't be able to get angry when facing that handsome face anymore. Especially handsome men who know how to act coquettishly with their wives. "I... I didn't do anything." Lysia hugged his face and said innocently.

My voice was flat, no warmth, no interest. He stared at me for a second, like he couldn’t figure out where his sweet, eager wife had gone. But I was too tired to play the part. I set my fork down gently and pushed my chair back. “Excuse me, my dear husband,” I said, my smile sharp enough to cut. “I’m done. I need some rest. I’m feeling very tired tonight.” Leonard’s hand froze halfway to his glass. His smile slipped completely, confusion flickering in his eyes.

“But I am excellent at making charming guesses.” There it was. Flirting. Soft, elegant, almost playful. My spine stiffened a little. “I should probably mention,” I said carefully, “I’m married.” “Then your husband is a lucky man,” he said without missing a beat. I stared at him. That was… unexpectedly graceful. “Thank you,” I said, a little awkwardly. “No need to look so alarmed,” he said gently. “I flirt recreationally, not destructively.” That startled a laugh out of me.

He huffed angrily, turning his face away. "You know you're so cute when your jealous, yeah? Stop trying to make me wet down there by acting cute. I might want to devour you if you make that face one more time, and you know I'm not strong yet for that," She flirted with him, biting her bottom lip seductively, and his heart skipped. "Whoa! I had no idea my wife is this good at flirting. I don't mind going for a round," He winked at her, and she rolled her eyes.

I said, trying to level my voice and not show just how fucking angry I was. She didn’t know me from Adam. Who did she think she was to call me a slut? “No need to deny it. I’m sure your colleagues can attest to the fact that you’re flirting with my husband every day at work.” My eyebrows furrowed at my words. I looked around the office, but no one met my gaze. “I’m sure you must have fucked him after office hours if you’re brazen enough to be shameless in public!” Was her husband… Sebastian? Did she have eyes on him? Did someone report that he was flirting with me?

“And you more dashing through you just woke up.” The fact that he was casually flirting with me in front of my husband, his own brother, was something that I couldn’t understand. I wasn’t being delusional, I knew that. The man didn’t even respect that he had a woman in his life, witch or not, and had Myla tied to him, claiming that he was ‘in love’ with her. A mate that he rejected who was also suffering a fate that no one wanted to be in, and he was now flirting with me.

You don't care who's with me last night. "You're in my house woman, you don't have the right to leave this house without letting me know. Don't let it be known right away, you're flirting, you have the courage to bring a man into my house!" I didn't like his hurtful words, my hand immediately hit his face " You don't care if I flirt because you're just my husband on paper! "I went back to what he had told me before He angrily grabbed his jaw and faced me with reddened eyes, he grinned like a demon that scared me.