My Flirtatious Substitute Husband Novels & Stories

"Last time I checked." "Hm." I tapped my chin thoughtfully. "I don't know. My husband is usually much more troublesome." Lucretius gasped. A genuine gasp. "Wifey." "He also climbs balconies." "Wifey." "And shamelessly flirts with me." "Wifey." "And keeps trying to convince me to bear his children." The look on his face made me laugh. Then he stepped forward until there was barely any space left between us. "And yet," he murmured, lowering his head slightly, "you still married him."

He didn't bother to look at my face, because obviously I wasn't the one he was craving. I'm just a replacement for his late wife. After teasing my skin I was already at the peak. I needed him to thrust instantly, I needed everything inside me. His manhood slid into me feeling the familiar warmth. This time it was smooth recognizing the resemblance, the fact that only him has screwed me. My enemy's son. My greatest temptation. He thrust deeper and faster, as I screamed loudly. I'm sure the whole mansion would have been turned ablaze by my voice. “I miss you, my wife,” he muttered, as he continued riding. Probably he was drunk or something was going through his head.

I smiled fakely at my evil stepsister. “He is Lucius, my boyfriend.” Husband. I wanted to say that instead but I know that would ruin the pretense. Dad will surely have a heart attack if I will say Lucius is my husband and we married secretly. “Hello, Lucius.” I gritted my teeth. What? After Theo. She wants to flirt with Lucius this time? She could dream on!

I smiled fakely at my evil stepsister. “He is Lucius, my boyfriend.” Husband. I wanted to say that instead but I know that would ruin the pretense. Dad will surely have a heart attack if I will say Lucius is my husband and we married secretly. “Hello, Lucius.” I gritted my teeth. What? After Theo. She wants to flirt with Lucius this time? She could dream on!

“You made a good choice.” “Yes, thank you,” I force myself to smile, wishing he would just leave. I was happy to see him at first, but now that he is flirting with my wife, I want him gone. Sebastian is a huge flirt. This is why he has not married yet. He almost married an Indian girl whose father was a member of our wealthy club, but he ruined it by flirting with other women. He was not just caught cheating on another woman—he was also spotted flirting with the girl’s stepsister.

he seethed glinting his teeth and I clenched mine. “It’s not funny.” I strictly say. “I know. See Zara. Whatever that happened between myself and Becca was before I married you. I only flirt with her not bed her presently”, he said defensively. “Okay, husband.” I say in a low tone wanting to sound annoying as he made wife be when he called me that. “So, I think it’s cool to go around flirting with men, and not bed like you say” I say glaring at him, using his own point against him.

“Oh, I struck a nerve, did I?” “You have no right to say his name after what you’ve been doing,” I said, my hands curling into fists at my sides. Her expression flickered. “And what exactly have I been doing?” “Don’t play dumb,” I said. “You’ve been flirting with him since the moment you got here. The way you smile at him, the way you touch his arm... everyone can see it.” She blinked, then laughed. “Flirting? With your husband?” “Yes!”

“Aaron’s wife, back from the dead? It sounded like something straight out of a movie.” I walked further into the room, taking a seat across from him. He looked me up and down, his smirk deepening. “You look hot,” he said, shameless as ever. I raised an eyebrow. “Flirting already?” He grinned. “Can you blame me?” I leaned forward slightly, matching his energy. “I don’t mind.” His eyes flashed with interest. “So, do you know your ex-husband is getting married?” I waved my hand dismissively. “I don’t care.”

A to leave the wheelchair as she wants to push it. “You are welcome, how was work? Hope you are not very stressed out.” Evelyn asks the man worriedly. “Work was fine it was as usual.” The man answers in his characteristic cold voice. “That is nice.” Evelyn says to the cold man beaming with happiness. The man looks at her, “Well, why are you so happy today?” He asks the woman behaving strangely. “Why can’t I be happy to see my husband after a long day? I am happy to see you my husband.” Evelyn says looking at man still smiling.

Eyes are like a stone that has no emotions. " You will marry that son of Williamson. Mrs. Williamson had already chosen one for him. I have already taken care of the girl. You have to appear as the girl. Don't worry. Use your real name. Your information will be locked. You have to gain his trust. Enter his company and give me all the information I will ask for. Did you understand?" Alisha nods. She laughs at her luck that she is going to be another substitute. This time she would be a wife directly.