My Secret Husband Novels & Stories

I shrugged and shook her hands away. “Hmmm… You are right. As long as you continue to be my husband and give me what I want, your secret is safe with me.” She threatened with her sly voice and I groaned inwardly. “You are so delusional, Celeste. Are you so dumb to think the reason I married you was because you had some damn secret of mine with you?” I scoffed, and the blood on her face wiped off. “What… the…” she stammered.

Michael blurts out. I shrug my shoulders, opening them all together to stare at him. "Where are we?" I ask, my voice shaking as everywhere around us is dark. A few streetlights were here and there, otherwise, the place didn't prove to have life. "This is your husband's secret, London. And it is one of many. Follow me, I will show you," he tells me. I get out of the car, yawning so broadly. When I hold my breath, frantically, waiting to know what my husband's secret is.

I still hung my head, I wonder what could have happened between him and Sebastian and why he was referring to him as a scumbag, I wondered what could be wrong. “Y..yes.” I murmured, “but, how did you figure that out?” “The mug cup.” He pointed to the cup in my hands, “only his secretaries can touch this cup, and that man is known for something.” He stopped. “What is that?” “He has been involved with every of his secretaries. I have only met one of his secretary, I never saw the others because I joined this company just a year ago.” He continued, “it’s like a thing for him, and now you’re his secretary, which means the same thing would be happening between you two. But you’re married and I’m

’’ came the reply. ‘’Oh I would honey and another thing, I think you lovely young bride would not like to find out that her dear husband hasn't changed at all! that he has been keeping secrets from her, secrets as big as having a SON with another woman so be wise or else!’’ ‘’Do not threaten me, dearest, because I have evidence that shows the real you! so let's wait and see what your husband has to say when he sees that, shall we?’’ The mayor smirked on the other side after which he heard a click, letting him know that she cut the call. With a heavy sigh he put the cellphone away in his drawer and locked it with his key, just as Betty entered his office…..

Collin goes to wipe the pebbles of sweat from his face and notices a wedding band on his ring finger. "Aish!!! What's this?!" This awareness resulted in him chastising himself for what appears to have happened. "Oh no! I must be a fool! Is this a joke?!" Collin whispered under his breath. He knew it wasn't a joke; he could not understand what made Olivia agree, but they must have gotten married secretly. Collin begins to smile as remnants of last night begin to flash back very clearly in his mind. They had left Olivia's apartment to discuss over drinks the subject of children and marriage. They went to a quiet bar in town. By the third drink together, Collin remembers apologizing.

He's ready to leave me just because he met the girl he secretly admired in college! Before Martin could respond, Mr. Mortimer’s office phone rang. He answered it, and everyone heard his reaction. "What did you say?" Bella was stunned. What was going on? While everyone else was still confused, Martin's heart sank completely. He looked coldly at Emma's husband, who still wore a faint smile on his face.

I didn’t want anyone else to know just how messy my life had become. My gaze fell back on the phone in my lap. Samuel’s words echoed in my head—about Xavier Aprilio. That name stuck to me now, as if I had entangled myself too deeply simply by mentioning it. He married in secret today… just like I did. I bit my lip. Was this coincidence too strange—or was it fate? A sharp knot twisted in my stomach as I recalled his figure at the party. His eyes—so piercing, as if they could strip someone bare. The aura he carried wasn’t just power, but danger. And now, he was my husband.

He was the only one who could make me feel this alive, even if it was only in the twisted, secret theater of my own mind. I bit my lip, hard, tasting blood as I imagined his deep, rumbling voice behind me. Keep moaning for Daddy, princess. You know you want to, so just let it out, princess. "And I did. I let go completely." The orgasm crashed through me, a violent, shattering wave that stole my breath. I came so hard, gasping and crying out into the echoing confines of the shower. My legs buckled, and pleasure, sharp and overwhelming, ran through me like lightning. This. This was something my husband could never do. My thighs shook uncontrollably, my fingers freezing against my clit as my bo

He was the one who was trying to cry foul by slandering Lacey first, yet he didn't have the guts to admit that! She'd just barely managed to stop herself from throwing the photos at him. Falling back onto her chair, she continued to stew in anger. To think that bastard was cheating on her with another woman! Who did he take her for? Did he forget that she was his wife? Christine's expression stiffened the moment that thought popped up in her mind, alarming her. Their marriage was only for show, so they weren't truly husband and wife. It was all a lie! When did she start taking it seriously?

I said it before and I would never stop saying it—I would never, EVER get tired of Meadow Russell. No. Meadow Ashford. This woman was my wife. She belonged to me, and I was going to do everything in my power to keep her with me—even if that meant keeping a few secrets from her. “Alaric…” she moaned, pulling my head down until my lips met hers again. Our kiss was feverish, laced with emotions. So many words that I wanted to say but couldn’t. And I knew I wasn’t the only one. I knew Meadow had secrets too—granted, they were secrets I already knew, but to her, they were still just secrets.