My Husband Hides His Beauty Chapter 1 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Wha—?” He didn’t let me finish as he circled my throat and slammed my back against the nearby tree. He leaned into me and glared as he gritted out, “I am not hiding anything, wife. I can’t fucking hide anything.” He turned his face to the side showing his scars to me and I swallowed as he growled, “Look at me! Do you think I could ever hide them. But you—”

Jack extend his hand. I tilted my head and looked at the handsome face of my husband. He was everything a girl could dream for. Jack was nothing compared to Aeden. But Jack wasn’t a monster Aeden was. The depths of the secrets my husband hid behind the veil of his gentle looks were scary, terrifying, and horrifying. I ran out of synonyms.

I have lived long with him to know when he was deliberately trying to hide something from me and today was one of such days. “But you look really beautiful though” he snaked his hand around my waist and pulled me closer, “I will feel better if I can have a taste of your lips though” He leaned forward and pressed a kiss on my lips and in that moment I heard his wolf in my head. I immediately pulled away from him, surprise written all over my face but he chose that moment to lock me out of his head again—lucky for me. “Babe?” “Kourtney’s husband is the shapeshifter?” I asked and he closed his eyes, drawing in some breath. That was what he was trying to hide.

I ask, biting my bottom lip and not wishing to look at him or I will get lured to him again. After all, he is so handsome and my husband. This thing — this bond — and this truth that he is my handsome gives me even an open right to behold him and I do that shamelessly. Does Zahir notice that? I really do not know nor do I want to know. Come on, it’s embarrassing, right? Suppose one day he comes to me and tells me that I gawk at him shamelessly.

Celeste" My husband takes a peek from where I'm hiding cause he knows how stubborn I am but I'm the kind of person that couldn't just stand there only while looking at how my loved one's fighting. I can even sacrifice myself for them! So why do I look if I can fight with him right? But my husband obviously can do the same. So to lessen his worries I use my invisibility power and I never show myself while I'm helping him punch the ugly pet of the said king (aka) my father in law if only he accepts my husband as his son. But since not, he is one of the enemies in my list. One of the pets jumped behind my husband, and the other one was in front of him. His almost being beaten by that one behind

he added, softer now, “this is a real position, not a refuge.” I looked at the leather sleeve in my hand. “I know.” After the call ended, the documents arrived one by one: flight clearance, entry papers, the Zurich trust contract. I checked each file, then locked the agreement in my drawer. For seven years, I had lived as Niccolò’s wife only behind closed doors. I had accepted it once, believing secrecy was temporary. Then Lia came back, and every promise became another excuse with her name attached. The glass door opened behind me. Niccolò came in from the terrace with tobacco on his coat and reached for me as he passed, but I stepped away before his hand touched my waist.

And she — this impossible, infuriating woman — looks like she's having the time of her life. Something shifts in her expression then. The teasing softens just slightly at the edges, and she turns to face him fully, and when she smiles this time it's different. Warmer. Realer. "Okay, okay." She holds up both hands, surrendering. "Now — now — my husband is the absolute best. The greatest. The most ridiculously handsome man I have ever seen in my entire life. Liam Hart, I swear, even when you're furious you look like you belong on a billboard. I love you. I love you so much. You are devastatingly, unfairly, aggressively good-looking and I am so lucky—"

You are entitled to reach anywhere you want. My inner self on the right side; Don't listen to that rubbish better go and wait for your husband else where. My inner self on the left side; Could it be that there is something dangerous that your husband is hiding from you? Or else why will he forbide you near that room. Yes why will forbide me or anyone entering that room. What's really there that he is hiding?What is that made Winnie an adult to became mute for over two months now.

Chloe was smart and beautiful and funny, which was everything, she was that perfect girl and I knew that I couldn’t beat her. I didn’t want them to see me so I decided to hide, I’m going to wait till they are done before I approach Nate to give him his dinner. I don’t get why I always hide when I’m his wife, this wasn’t high school where I’ll hide all the time just to get a peek at Nate. I’m his wife now and I should stop hiding but I didn’t know how to make the old habit die and I also liked being in the shadow which meant less drama and attention.

He stands up to his feet and sweeps her from the ground. "Let's have sweet fun tonight," He winks at her, and she hides her face in his chest shyly. How she's shy around this man even after getting married to him is still crazy. This is how she has always been, but she thought that it would get better as time went by, but turns out that she will never stop being shy around him. He walks into the bathroom, and as soon as they get in, he drops her carefully on her feet as they both stand in front of the mirror. He hugs her from the back as they both stare at their reflection in the mirror, and her cheeks burn red in excitement and embarrassment.