My Handsome Husband Novels & Stories

’ Tae-Hoon was thinking about what to do to make Hani get back to her senses when Hani giggled getting his attention. “You know, you are handsome.” she said placing her index finger on his chin. Tae-Hoon blinked, baffled by his cute and shy wife’s action. “But my husband is more handsome.” she pulled her hand away looking into nowhere, imagining her handsome husband standing in front of her eyes. Tae-Hoon’s heart fluttered when she mentioned him as ‘my husband’. He smiled scooting closer to her. “But I am your husband.” he tried to lean into her face which was hanging low, to show his face clearly.

I opened my eyes and turned around, my hectic heart slowing down seeing the warm smile on his face. "Amore?" I don't know if it was me who was going crazy or it was his intention. His voice sounded so quiet yet so alluring that it sent shivers down my spine. "I'm so sorry, Amore. Aiden was being a pain in the a*s, he wouldn't let me in my own home." His tone hinted he was annoyed, this means it's you who's going insane Arielle Summers Arnold. Knock it off! "It's alright," I said as I turned back and tried to continue my work, a very failed attempt to distract myself from gaping at the ridiculously gorgeous man, who was my husband because now he was right in front of the mirror and dangerousl

His children arrived a bit late but it didn't stop us from having lunch together as one big family, he hadn't introduced any of them to me but I couldn't take my eyes off his son, he is far more handsome than his father. After eating a plate filled with barbecue ribs for lunch, Mr Decker led us to the garden and we all sat down on different chairs but my husband sat with me and placed his hand around my neck with so much love in his eyes, I leaned back and rested my head on his shoulder to play the part. "It's with delight that I announce my new wife to you all, I know we have been through a lot over the past years but I feel getting married again is the best thing for me," my husband said c

Knowing her, that so could only mean one thing, she wanted to disturb my peace of mind. “Tell me about your husband," She declared, her tone steady. My cheeks burnt with shyness at the mare thought of my husband. “He's perfect," I confessed thoughtlessly, my soft, and tender. “He is kind, generous, sexy, perfect body statute. He is like the Mafia bosses you see on television except nicer." “Oh! my type of man. Handsome and dangerous," She said and we both burst into laughter. “Tell me does he use that line ‘Money isn't the problem'"

It takes my breath away. I release a contented sigh. My husband is so handsome. I kid you not, he’s the most gorgeous, beautiful man alive. I casually mentioned that I love his hair longer and he hasn’t cut it in three months. The thick, black strands are firmly slicked back and tied in a ponytail at the base of his head. His white beach shirt and pants highlight the brightness in his eyes. He looks like an angel, a vision straight from heaven. “Silvan,” I whisper, “what is this?”

The wife kept complaining about everything in the restaurant while the husband was trying to comfort her. “Everything sucks! And you , why are you still here?” She frowned at me and I flinched. “I’m sorry” I uttered and walked away. “How is he coping. That woman got some attitude.” Hudson said. Hudson is also a waiter in the restaurant. He is really friendly and we got along well. “He is her husband, he would know her to handle her.” I replied him. “Uhm camille” he called. “Yea..” i answered

"Are you... doing this of your own free will, miss? He, uh... He's rather... unique-looking." "Excuse me?!" I snapped, furious enough to make everyone in the building turn and stare. "Are you blind, ma'am? You're looking at the most handsome man you could possibly meet, and you're calling him ugly?! Look at those hideous freaks outside, then look at my husband again. Do you seriously not see the difference?!" I pulled Matteo close and pointed at his sharply chiseled features. "My husband is the most handsome bastard in the entire world!"

Like he hasn’t lived his whole life wrapped in obsession and lust. And honestly, I don’t blame them. He looks like sex in a suit. His presence is intoxicating. Dominant. Dangerous. But he’s mine. At least for now. I step forward, planting a hand on his chest. My voice is sugary-sweet as I look up at him, then at all of them. “Girls, meet my husband.” Their mouths fall open like synchronized fucking fish. And I just smile.

I am your husband and the head of this house I own you and every f*ckig thing you have and I demand you let me have you now" Handy yelled at her. "No you don't own me" she said smiling bitterly. "You are my husband and I demand you tell me where you have been for the past two weeks" she shout back at hIm. "Really?" Handy said smiling wickedly. "Seems you want it the hard way" he said as he attempt to catch her but she was too determine not to let him catch as she quickly ran to the other side of the bed.

He said. " Neither am I... I told you I am married to a much more handsome man than you and I am madly in love with him. " I said with annoyance. " Where is that handsome man? Left you alone to travel by yourself? " He asked. " So what?? I am old enough to take care of myself. " " So you really think that your husband is more handsome than me?" " Yes!! How many times do I have to repeat that?? " I was getting angry now.