My Flirtatious Substitute Husband Novels & Stories

He leaned closer and lowered his voice in a threatening whisper, “Don’t think that being Georgia’s husband means anything. You’re nothing but a kept man living off the Snow family. I’ve seen plenty of guys like you who do nothing but spend a woman’s money. “I’m warning you. Don’t ever spend Georgia’s money. If you know what’s good for you, take a breakup payout and get lost. If not, once Georgia is pregnant with my child, you won’t get a single thing!” I almost spat out my coffee. “Living off the Snow family and spending Georgia’s money, huh?” Over the years, I kept a low profile and handled my family’s capital operations behind the scenes. This idiot actually thought I was some kept man all

I grew quieter and quieter in that home, until even the servants thought nothing of ordering me around. The year I came of age, my father nearly married me to a man old enough to be my grandfather. He called it a consideration for the family. My stepmother said it was the best match I could hope for. Then Jason appeared. At a banquet, he noticed me in a corner. He called me over, looked at my face for a long time. I knew I was only a substitute. And yet I breathed easier. At least marrying Jason was better than that old man. He was young. Handsome. Powerful.

He immediately came and was about to support me, but when I was in front of him, I pushed him away from me, but I didn't even touch him retreated from his position. He cursed and then asked me too, "What was that for Kourtney?" He asked me irritated. "You are so flirtatious!" He was angry and then I glared at him. "How did I become so flirtatious?" "You flirted with that nurse again! It's obvious!" He frowned. "You're jealous again." He said to me with his hoarse voice, his face also looked serious and it was obvious that he was not asking questions. He's just saying he noticed me.

She stuttered, almost cussing when her voice came out shaky and a cruel smirk adorned his face. “I bet you were thinking about how big of a lottery you hit with me. You must be thinking of all the wealth that is now under your name as my wife and ways to spend it.” He taunted. “That’s not true” “Oh is it? Then you must have been thinking of ways to seduce me and trap me under your sick spell so I can shower you with endless gifts. I know you are just as greedy as your sister, itching for a wealthy man to sink your claws in”

It seemed he kissed me from Bryle's angle. “Wait… he didn't—” I tried to explain but he cut me off immediately. “Don't you have any shame on yourself? I'm your husband but you dare to flirt with some other man? Is that how you play, huh? What? Was there another problem in your company, and that's why you approached him? Why didn't you ask for my help then? Why do you need to ask someone else? Do you have to approach a man for them to help you solve—”

he flirted "guess what, how about you come to New York, I miss your romantic touch and need to feel your hardened dick inside my vagina one more time. My husband is too weak to satisfy my urge and you are just the man for the job" I flattered him he laughed seductively and I smiled, knowing that he had just fallen for a bloody trap he wouldn't escape from. "why do I feel like this is a trap, your husband would know of my presence in that city, what's your game here Rose" he asked

Her answer not leaving his face in his newspaper. "I wonder if it's true? Does she look more beautiful than all those who had been his flings before or is she even rich?" Chloe was very much interested. that her husband lower what he is reading and look at her fiercely. "Why so interested Chloe? Are you still having your designs on Jordan? That bastard!" He said it so disgustedly with his wife. "Oh for,... Why can't I? I'm just curious. once in my life he had been a part of me until you came and blackmail me in this good for nothing relationshi...!" her husband slapped her to silence.

“Before we get into the feelings of it all, I need details. Real ones. Is he actually as cold as everyone says?” I thought about the hesitation at the altar. The warmth of his hand. The way his jaw tightened when he mentioned theft dressed up as love, and how fast he’d shut that door before I could see through it. “He’s not cold,” I said slowly. “He’s guarded. There’s a difference.” “Ooh.” Sophia grinned. “That’s a specific answer for a marriage of convenience.” “Don’t.” “I’m not doing anything.” She held up both hands, unconvincing. “I’m simply observing you’re blushing over a man you married eight days ago for a debt settlement.”

I returned one before pulling him in for another kiss. This was truly a wonderful night and the best time of my life. I didn't know what the future hold but what I do know is that I was no longer His Substitute Lover. I was now his wife, Stella Valerio.

He asked as he watched her pleasure his nipples one after the other. Amelia raised her head to look up at him, "I can't let my husband win all the time so I made my research." she replied before dipping her mouth on his nipple and soaked on it harder. Dylan moaned with his eyes closed. He reached for her head from her waist and began caressing her back up and down. "Yes baby." he moaned. Amelia smirked as she sucked. She was happy she could make him moan like that. She would show him all she had learnt till he moaned her name. She slowly moved from his chest with her lips kissing him as she moved till she got there. She stared at his erect before whispering in a seductive voice as she looked