Romans & histoires My Husband Hides His Beauty Chapter 1

My bravado had vanished completely. I could handle a hot guy, but not a hot snake. I'd thought sleeping with him would be a win, especially after hearing how much he wanted me. Those snake eyes killed the mood. Charles beat himself up. "She left. What if she leaves me for good? It's my fault for slipping up. This stupid tail is useless." I stood in the elevator, his voice echoing in my head. He'd shown his true form because of whatever drug was messing with him. Torn but worried, I turned back, my hand hovering over the door. He was my husband, snake or not. Finally, I pushed the door open.

𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐘 Natalie woke up and didn't find Ricardo,after freshing up she strolled to the kitchen and found him cooking,his back turned to face her. Her eyes roaming him, taking in his features. "Are you just going to keep staring or you're going to come over and claim this lips." Natalie's eyes widen 'he had cought her' but wait he never for once turned.

Emma paused the video and stared at her husband's face frozen on the screen. He looked terrified. Not guilty. Not angry. Terrified. That realization unsettled her more than anything else. For two days, she'd convinced herself that Daniel was living a secret life with another woman and child. The evidence certainly pointed that way. But now... Now something wasn't adding up. A man having an affair didn't usually look like that. A cheating husband didn't talk about people dying if the truth came out. There was something much bigger hidden beneath the surface. Something dangerous.

Saavi chuckles under her breath. " Listen to her, " I whisper. I straighten my back as my husband sits next to me. There's a royal touch in his every move. He's the most handsome man I've ever seen. I like my celibacy and I'm content with it. I'm not planning to step into married life although I'm married to this gorgeous man with beautiful eyes. I slide the plate near to me. I followed his steps as he told me through the message. Luckily, everything is vegetarian. I hold myself not to look at him and focus on breakfast. He seems strong under every circumstance, I don't know, how does he do it?

©S A F I E CHAPTER 3 ELLE It wasn't a usual occurrence that I find myself lying on top of someone else's chest - much more when it was the devil himself, my husband. Surprised, I hide my face in his chest, overwhelmed by his heavenly scent. I breathe in and sigh, snuggling closer to him. The morning was a pretty shade of gold and pale blue. The sun was about to wake the people up, peeking through the drawn curtains, the breeze lightly entering from the open window. I shivered, snuggling closer to him making me bite down a giggle as his chest hair tickled me. My eyes widen as I realize that he is actually naked beneath me.

My husband was huge in form, his feet were grounded and it felt like he could stump a man to death with one fatal blow. He always had his eye patch on, specifically covering the right side of his face, why does he hide half his face all the time? I watched him slowly unbutton his shirt, “So you were hoping for Kevin then, something tells me, that way you are staring at me right now, is not the way you’d hoped for the night to go down” he smiled. Wickedly. He took off the shirt and threw it on the arm chair, he walked closer to the bed, my husband terrified me.

His fingers circled my right nipple slowly, watching it bead with milk under his touch. His hot breath ghosted over the sensitive skin, making me shiver. I clenched my eyes shut, cheeks burning. “Open your eyes,” he ordered softly. “Why are you hiding?” “Am I not allowed to be shy?” He chuckled darkly. “You? Shy? Baby, you’re no saint. You’re my messy, spoiled, filthy little wife who just came all over my tongue and begged for my cock while crying. You’re dripping again just from me looking at your tits. And you’re mine. So open those pretty eyes and let me see you.”

Everything was making me crave for him. I turned around and hid myself in his arms, making him sigh in content and his arms tightened around me. Suddenly I felt him kissing the top of my head which brought a huge shy smile on my face. Have I gone mad? Probably yes...but only for my husband. At that very moment I accepted that I liked my husband...a lot. How's the chapter? Share your thoughts. Next update will be soon. Stay safe. Keep reading.

I noticed myself blushing and glancing away from him. "Can you not look at me like that?" I stuttered. As his hold tightened, I was unable to conceal my breasts. I could hear a smirk in his voice. "How else am I supposed to appreciate your beauty when you keep hiding it." Still keeping my gaze from him, I pouted. "You are not my husband. This is inappropriate behavior." "Maybe in your tribe." He whispered into my ear, scaring me as his warm breath tickled me. "Please stop looking at me!" I begged, squeezing my eyes shut.

Nine Eight She is counting down the last seconds as the lighter case opens and shuts in tandem. Four. Open Three. Shut. Two. Open One. Shut. My eyes are trained on the screen. I don’t move an inch as the countdown ends. For a moment, there is silence. Leah doesn’t speak. Her lighter doesn’t click back open. And then … I see him. He is as painfully gorgeous as ever. As stunning as I first laid eyes on him. My husband. My savior. My pillar of support. And, he is running towards another woman.