Novel & Cerita My Sexy Wife

Why? "Why? Did you and your girlfriend have another fight?" "Are you dense?" he retorted, causing my jaw to drop. "What?" "Do you realize you're the only wife who doesn't seem to care if her husband is with other women or not? You're also the wife who's oddly comfortable even when her husband is openly fooling around. You even keep pushing me toward Wendy, don't you? You're the one who arranged our first contract, right? You're really clueless, aren't you?"

“You're lucky, ma'am. It seems like Sir. Gabriel loves you so much, unlike my ex-husband who cheated on me!" Celina’s throat closed up. She blinked rapidly, fighting the rising tide of panic and disbelief. “Yes. That’s… right.” She forced a nod, swallowing hard. “We’ve been married. W-We are doing great." Marissa gave an understanding nod and smiled warmly. “He’s so proud of you. I always thought you two made a great couple. It’s nice to finally put a face to the name.” Celina’s knees felt weak. A cold wave washed over her as Marissa’s words settled into her like icy needles. The man she had been sharing stolen moments with—the man who whispered sweet promises and touched her like she was th

want cash when there's a easier form of transaction." Rachel stated. "I want to see you, silly. Don't you want to see me too?" Sara laughed manically and Rachel let out a low groan of frustration. "Why would I want to see you? Is there anything else worth seeing you about?" Rachel muttered harshly. "You keep hurting me with your words. Don't make me reconsider. If I do, you might not be able to hold on to that title of a billionaire's wife. Do as I asked. I'll tell you the location, okay. You are in Los Angeles right? I saw on a gossip blog that you have arrived here. You look good by the way. " Rachel had just had enough of her sister and her annoying tone. She finally clicked her phone sh

As they dragged Talia off, she twisted back and spat, "I put up with being your wife for seven years—that's more than you deserved. You think you're some prize? "You can't get anyone pregnant, and you've been useless in bed for years. No one wants you unless she's desperate. "So what if I went to Danny? When things go wrong, maybe look at yourself. A guy like you thinks I should've stayed loyal?" After we got married, we ran every test trying for a kid. Nothing happened. I told her to take it slow. I even got her pricey meds to help. She quit after a few days. So she thought I was the problem? That I couldn't perform?

Brandon's management team, the bodyguards, and that arrogant property manager were all instantly pinned to the ground, crying and wailing. Cassie watched the dark gun barrels aimed at her and finally broke down completely. She screamed at me hysterically, "Arthur! You can't do this to me! I'm your wife! I was wrong! I was really wrong! Make them let me go! Please! Don't you love me? You've sacrificed so much for me. You can't be this heartless!" However, the only response she got was the soldiers coldly pulling her arms behind her back and binding them tightly with restraints. Her precious designer dress was pulled out of shape. Her carefully styled hair hung in disheveled tangles, making he

Memories of sweeter times flooded back, and the regret hit her all at once. So she said it. "Let's end this. I'll give you and your family a payout. Leave and go as far from here as you can." Thomas nearly lost his mind. "What? You can't just do that!" Renee didn't engage. "I can, because the person I love is my husband." She searched everywhere and finally tracked William down in a small town. The face she knew so well didn't show a flicker of anything when he saw her.

“My brother’s wife is creaming all over my cock like a desperate little slut.” Isabella’s legs wrapped tighter around his waist, pulling him impossibly deeper. “Harder— fuck your brother’s wife harder— ruin me!” Seb pounded into her mercilessly, hips snapping forward like a machine. He reached between their sweat-slicked bodies and rubbed her clit roughly. Isabella came again with a broken scream, her walls spasming violently around his thick cock, squirting all over his abs and thighs.

Natalia said as she shut her laptop and started to lace around the room. Just how long would it take her stupid husband to come back home to his beautiful, obedient wife? “I can’t wait to see you back home, Mr Shaw.” She said softly to herself and giggled while playing with her fingers. It was definitely going to be a very long evening for the both of them whenever he decided to get home.

"Why? You don't want us to be friends?" "I don’t want to!" My forehead creased. "But why?!" I ask him a bit confuse. "Your my wife Mara. I don't want to be friends with you. I want more than that!" I suddenly felt my heart beat faster. "But we've tried that before. And look where it lead us." "Mara... wife..." he pleaded. I disagree. "No Maru. I don't want to go back to that process again. Now there is no other value in my life but Baby Tanya. "

she asked shyly. I shake my head, “No, I doubt they will.” Ellie hesitates at the door, “Make sure you make your wife scream tonight. I don’t want her getting jealous.” I smile, “I have every intention of making my wife serve me.” “Serve you? Should it not be the other way around?”