My Lovely Wife 소설 & 이야기

His wife replied smiling, “Hubby, I’m so happy, it is beautiful. Thank you for everything you have contributed to my life. Your love, always makes me feel like I am the most beautiful woman in the world. You are my knight in shining armor. I appreciate you, my dearest husband; I fell in love with you all over again.” Deon held his wife in his arms, he loved her deeply, “My dearest wife, you are my strength without you I’m weak and I’m so glad that you are my wife. You make me so happy, my love.” He kissed her gentle, and then he placed her on the bed. They did the exercise for a long time. Later they had a cozy dinner.

Liam looked deep into her eyes, his voice a gentle whisper, "Welcome to my life, wife." Rose's laughter filled the room, a melodic sound that brought joy to Liam's heart. She nodded, her eyes sparkling with affection. "I'm glad, my husband," she replied, her voice carrying a mix of love and playfulness. In that moment, as they stood there, coffee cups forgotten, Liam couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. He was blessed with a love so pure, a partner who brought light into his life, and a future filled with endless possibilities.

Her mind went blank. Her husband said hoarsely, "I love you so much, my gorgeous wife." Then he hugged her tightly. Avery's heart was overwhelmed with happiness. She kissed his face and replied, "My handsome husband, your love is like a breath of fresh air. I thank the Lord for giving me a chance to be your wife. I love you so much, my handsome husband. Xavier kissed her fingers and said, "You have beautiful hands, my stunning wife. You remind me of the Shelton Group Hand model who replaced Sylvia Cobbs."

ASPEN'S POV The past month was the best in my life, where I got a life partner. Someone who I can rely on everything, someone whose smile brightens my day, someone who is always forgiving and loving. Someone for whom I want to finish my work early and someone for whom I want to come to the home. Someone whose voice is like a melody to my ears which can relax every part of my body in a second. And that someone is my lovely wife winter.

Solana taught me that. I think I'm fine now. No! I am indeed fine now. I couldn't wish for more. I have the greatest gift in my arms. My loving and beautiful wife. Solana Avria Evans. It was euphoric to hear my last name on her name. Mom, I'm happily married now.

he finally said, almost shouting the words. “Your WIFE?” I asked, dragging the word out as I stood up and walked closer to him. “Yes, my lovely wife,” he repeated, forcing a smile. Lovely wife? I thought to myself. The same man who had the nerve to force his filthy lips on Ava was now calling his wife “lovely”? My hands clenched into fists at my sides at the memory, but I kept my composure. “Oh, I see. You got your LOVELY WIFE a gift,” I said, making sure to emphasize the word again.

Smiling a little, she wished back, "Happy anniversary, dear husband." "So dear wife, how much do you love me?" "More than my dear husband can imagine." She smiled and nuzzled more. So that's how their real journey begins…..

After the final twitches of pleasure left their bodies, he rolled off her back and kissed her. “Good morning my beautiful wife.” “If that is how you are going to awaken me up everyday, I wouldn’t be surprised if I ended up pregnant before this month ends. Good morning my husband.” Mabel replied as she turned over giving him a full view of her glowing body. “Who wouldn’t be? With a lush and soft body next to mine, how could I not react? Plus,she happens to be my wife, finally, after three long years of torturing me, I finally got you all to myself. I love you Mabel, I hope you won’t ever doubt my feelings for you.”

"I am your husband now. You signed the papers. You said the vows. Don't start this marriage with disobedience." Slowly, her body trembling, Mary slid across the leather seat. The material stuck to her skin, resisting her movement as if it wanted to keep her where she was. Arthur reached out and grabbed her chin, his grip firm, unyielding, forcing her to look at him. His eyes were dark and clouded, assessing her like something newly acquired. "You're a beautiful thing," he whispered. "A bit thin, a bit pale, but I’ll fix that. I like to take care of my things. And make no mistake, Mary... you are mine. Everything you are, everything you have, belongs to me."

“Layla, what can I do to make it go away, I don’t like these feelings when I see you with him, what should I do if you don’t feel the same, I am losing patience and it doesn’t make sense if I let you go and be with him, you are my wife and nothing, not even him can break us apart.” I expressed how I felt and wrapped her in my arms and we kissed as true lovers. I slid my fingers into her wet vaginal and for the first time I was touching my wife slowly when she moaned, I got so hard that I can make love with her out here but no, she is my wife and I need to respect her, she is not a whore I can just sleep with within any place. I whispered to her ears. "Dear wife, you are mine." She jumped on