My Handsome Husband Novels & Stories

As the water rolled down his well-built chest, it didn't miss a chance in amazing Jayda. "Will you stop staring at me?" He smirked. "What? Can't I appreciate the fact that I'm damn lucky to have such a hot dude as my husband." She wiggled her eyebrows, laying on her side with her elbow on the bed and her chin was plopped on her palm. "Of course you are. Haven't you seen how this hot model of a husband works out? These babies aren't just for staring." He boasted, kissing his arms. He folded his arms across his chest then flexed his muscles, for show off.

Bernard simply smiled, knowing that it was all thanks to his dear wife, who had calmed him down when he was in a panic. He knew that he was not only grateful for his wife's love and support but that he was also incredibly lucky to be married to someone who could help him face any situation, no matter how stressful. Life was good, and Bernard knew that he had everything he needed to face any challenge that came his way.

IN THE OFFICE Weston, David and Damian were sitting on the couch. David, "Weston are you sure what you told me is true?" Weston said without any emotion, "Is there any point in doubting my investigation?" David ," no way." Damian, "But why do you need to get married?" Weston said in a cold tone, "This is my life uncle, you better not interfere in my life." Damian becomes completely silent after hearing Weston's words. David ," Do whatever you want, no one can stop you anyway." Weston got up from the sofa and said smilingly, "Hmm, you people know your status very well, that's good." Then Weston walks away.

"I know that your husband went too far in doing that, but he was hurt, maybe you need to be faithful to him from now on, you guys would have nothing to worry about." "Martha, I'm not going to get involved with him again," I said. "He's more handsome than Raymond. If I wasn't married, I would have had him as my own." She said. "He isn't more handsome than Raymond," I said. "He is. Don't you love his dark hair and broad shoulders? Don't you like his bedroom eyes? His fleck stands out with his dark lashes and skin." She said. "The only thing I love is the artificial finger he wears," I said.

I was wearing a red dress with quarter sleeves,the stuff was body-hugging and I, for the first time felt beautiful wearing it . My hair were tied in a high bun with my flick laying lightly on my face. I didn't feel like using a blush as my cheeks were already a bit pinkish ,burning with fever. With one final look, I opened my door to be met with a cold look from my husband. He was looking perfect in a black tuxedo and for a second I forgot that I was blankly gawking at him. "This will not do." He simply says,a looks of distaste covering his perfect features.

Not once. I glance up at the man in front of me and force a weak, apologetic smile. “My husband recently opened our marriage,” I whisper, my voice breaking halfway through. I close my eyes as tears burn the corners. “And I guess I’m trying to figure out what that makes me.” He doesn’t touch me. Doesn’t say a word. And somehow, that feels fair. This is a lot, even for me. We were seconds away from losing ourselves again, and now, I’ve just told him I’m married.

My lips parted for a moment, but later I just laughed at what he said. "Just kidding! It's really good to meet the beautiful wife of our Mr. Rodriguez." He flashed me another charming smile which made me blush slightly. "Thank you, I must admit, you are quite handsome yourself." He let go off my hand and chuckled. "Well, I have to thank you for the compliment. I mean, I have always heard that you're quite the beauty. You know, I also know your father. He's an amazing CEO of one of your companies somewhere in New York, right?" I nodded and then looked at the watch I was wearing, and then I realized the real reason why I was here.

There were condolences from family and friends, a funny meme from Mindy, and a slew of trending news alerts. The photos on the trending feed showed Albert with a face full of despair. There was also a shot of him ruthlessly slapping Summer twice in the party hall. The term “devoted husband” became linked to his name. The messages from Albert kept coming. [I miss you.] [Please, tell me this is all a lie.] [I should have just taken you with me. This is all my fault.] I gave a sarcastic smile and swiped to the chat with Mindy. [Babe, we can move on to step two.]

"And Laura's lying right next to them, too! It's so thrilling! Calvin's always had a thing for taking risks." "I bet Dorothy's riding the edge in that doll. Her physical body's probably trembling in the apartment she leased." "Look at Laura's stupid face! She probably thinks Calvin's just horny and jerking off. LOL!" "All credit goes to Deedee's acting—innocent sweetheart by day and sexy silicone doll by night. She's playing Laura for a fool!" "Calvin is in a league of his own, honestly. He's fooling around with his mistress while his wife lies beside him. Talk about bravado."

"I am warning you. You better not do anything reckless." Reckless? He walked down from the throne and stood in front of Heather with an evil smile. He took a close look at Heather's beauty. It enchanted him even more. He lifted Heather's chin with his finger. He praised her. "Rumor has it that Ambrose's partner is a beautiful woman with perfect attractiveness and the ability to woo every man to their knees. Now that I see you with my eyes today, I think you are even more beautiful than a fairy. "Since God purposefully brought you here, would it not be a waste if I did not make you my wife?"