My Friend Husband Novels & Stories

Oh how i needed that. I can already see them. My husband totally blacked out with his head on the lap of his friend. Purple hair and a frown on his face, this must be Jay of a guy. I remember him from the wedding, now that I think about it. He was the one friend, who scolded Elijah after he got shitfaced on cocktails. Back then he still had black hair. His other friends were here too. I know their faces, handsome fellas. Actors. I am seeing them on TV all the time. This is kind of cool, I always wanted to meet them, but i won’t let it show. I am way too annoyed at my husband for that.

"Or you want me to change this?" There is obviously every single one staring at us. "This is fine. And I'm not dysfunctional anymore", I cackle only to receive a death stare from him. "Well, I'm not your best friend. Not your brother. So, it'll be good if you don't troll your accident in front of me as if I'm gonna laugh!" he gasps. "Oh, yeah. You're my husband. The husband", I chuckle, pulling his cheek.

Egbert sneered, the man turned, not avoiding Frederick, but also said: "Do I still need your permission to look at my ex-husband?" Saying this, Egbert Smith stood up, straightening his wrinkle-free clothes. “Frederick, you should remember, Erwin was once my husband. And now, you can only be called Erwin's fiancé at most!" After the provocation, Egbert Smith realized what he had just said. This was like a case of jealousy between an ex-husband and a new husband, while his fiancé, Hein Wilson, was still standing next to him. Egbert Smith was confused, but he didn't feel remorse when he said that last sentence.

Blazing sweet grin at the camera the couple entered in the lodging. She knows well how to behave, she always tried not to involve any kind of fuss but how can she forget no matter how much she hates problems but problems just fucking loves her. The two strolled through the hall, the board members greeted them warmly, their eyes twinkling with surprise and admiration. Vivan, one of Steve's friends, couldn't contain his excitement. "Wow! I'm used to seeing you two as colleagues in the office, but seeing you together as husband and wife is a whole different level of awesome," he exclaimed with genuine delight.

“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

We were arguing, and the tension was palpable; the atmosphere between us was heavy, with all the hurt laid out in the open. "Because when I found out, it was too late! I was already involved with you!" he said, frustrated. "Jayden..." I said, feeling the weight of the situation. "You think it’s easy for me, Jane? You think I don’t feel like trash when my best friend thanks me for something, or when he tells me how happy he is, or when he tells me how much he loves you? HOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL, DAMN IT? WHAT CAN I DO IF I DESIRE YOU MORE EACH DAY AND CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU? DAMN IT, THIS HAS NEVER HAPPENED TO ME BEFORE, AND NOW IT’S HAPPENING TO YOU... My best friend’s wife..." he said

Those were his exact words. I don't know how long I remain absorbed in my work until the door to my office slides open. His scent hits me before my eyes meet his. Valen, my husband. Mustering a smile, I lift my face and take in his handsome face. Valen is indeed one hot guy. That's probably one of the reasons I fell for him. “ What brings you here? Something you need?” Snapping out of my little reverie, I ask. “ Come on Flora, drop the act. I know you saw us.” He says, seemingly annoyed.

Then, it looked like a wrong thing to do but now it is perfect. I have him, my children, and my friends. They are my family. All these couldn't have been possible if I didn't marry ‘my sister's husband’

Of course, we had our occasional arguments, but they were merely light banters and they only served to pull us even more closer to one another. Who would think I would be putting the words 'friendship' and 'peaceful' in the same sentence while referring to my husband, Adrian Valentino? I was very positive that nobody; that is, those that actually knew us and had a personal relationship with us; would imagine that. Even I was quite shocked myself at the recent developments between my husband and I. Of course, I could not complain because there was absolutely nothing to complain about, but sometimes I felt like I was living a fairytale that I had never once dared imagine that I would be in; an

I stomped my foot in front of him, trying to stand my ground. "You sure about that?" he smirked, clearly enjoying the tension. "So, you've really been influenced by your friend and that's how you think now," I told him. "You should consider changing friends." "Who should I replace? Demi? We've known each other longer than you and I have. We're practically joined at the hip, so I can't just forget him. You're the one who's so bitter about your husband," he replied. "Husband? Hello? He's my ex-husband now. We're separated!" I snapped at him.