My Two Wives Novels & Stories

I suddenly yelled. “You can’t keep me here, your fake wife as the other woman, it doesn’t make any sense. This is a fake wedding and I have the right to call it off! You are getting married for pete’s sake, what is wrong with you?” I asked and I watched his expression darken. “You can’t have two wives, Drake. You can’t eat your cake and have it whole, it doesn’t work that way” I said, my voice straining as I realized that my advice also applied to me.

He lovingly caressed Lucy's stomach repeatedly as if he wanted to enjoy these beautiful moments with his child who was still in the womb. To him, Lucy Watts was an obedient and undemanding wife. A very ideal figure actually as a wife and Daniel has acknowledged that. However, he realized too late that Lucy was the perfect woman for him. He has already given his heart completely to Helen Noel, even though Helen has repeatedly disappointed him, Daniel still loves Helen no matter what, and his feelings for Lucy Watts, he still doesn't understand because his heart still feels complicated now. Loving two women at the same time of course that's impossible isn't it? However, as a responsible man, D

she said, making me freeze. "There are only two of them? A married couple?" I asked again. I was puzzled because there were only two. The rumors I gathered said that the two brothers lived here together with their wives. "No, hija, they just separated from their wives. It's a long story, but those women left and took some of our employers' money. Only the brothers are left here now. So, please bear with them if they're a bit grumpy. I'm sure you'll understand," she said, looking dismayed as she shared the story. I stood there stunned, having absolutely no idea that their wives were already gone. They were supposed to be my main targets.

"It's his fault for hogging the position of your legal husband and refusing to step aside! I want him to use my hand-me-down trash and suffer from it. Let's see how long he can hold out!" "Alright, alright. As long as you're happy, babe, you can toy with him however you want." The couple laughed as they walked into the dream home that should've been mine. The door slammed shut with a heavy thud. I stood in the dimly lit stairwell, feeling as though I had plummeted into an ice pit. How dare they? They cheated on me, humiliated me, and plotted against me behind my back! Did they think I couldn't do anything to them?

Everything was controlled, curated - except her. Lady Vale’s gaze dropped, not to Elowen’s face, but to the space at Elowen’s waist, to the implied position beside Rowan. “A second wife,” she said, as if the title were a gift. “Is still a wife. Still protected. Still seen.” Elowen swallowed. Her throat felt too narrow for air. “Protected by whom?” Lady Vale didn’t blink. “By the realm’s customs. By Rowan’s honor.”

"Good afternoon, Harrison and Pierce. How may we help you?" My voice came out strangely calm, completely devoid of emotion. "I'd like to schedule a consultation." "Certainly, ma'am. And what brings you to us?" I looked through the windshield at nothing, watching the rain start to streak across the glass, then answered. "My husband has a second family." I paused, my grip tightening on the wheel. "I need to know what's legally mine before he fids out, I know."

Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk.

' She said, sighed, and crossed her arms. 'What are you doing here?' She asked me with frustrated looks. 'How could you be so....shameless. Your husband...kicked you out of this house and you're...again here. Wow!' He said and rolled her eyes. 'Shameless.' I scoffed 'Twenty years ago a girl once married an already married man....and kicked his real wife out. Who do you think is shameless in this story? The girl or the wife?' I said.

Women threw themselves at me, when they knew my wife was gone, the first year was torture and the second was my undoing, the urge to release my fury my stress, drove me into the arms of one of my dancers again, one night of lust was enough to bring the Devil in me to the surface again. After that they were only one night women, all of them had to have a resemblance with her, with the woman I wanted in my arms, with the one I needed in my bed, sometimes I called them Fiorella and they obeyed, they did everything I wanted, but they were never her. She was elegance, innocence, seduction and passion, all in one woman, in my wife, my life went on, my business grew bigger than ever, my alliances e

As nightfall approached, I anxiously fiddled with my dress, waiting for Marc to enter the room as he had promised. Earlier, there had been a heated argument among his wives, with Jade, the third wife, who claimed that she was told she would be the last. Blair, on the other hand, couldn't bear the thought of sharing her husband with another woman more beautiful than her and demanded that I be kicked out. Rona simply insisted that Marc sends me packing without offering a reason. As a maid led me to the bedroom, I already knew that my time here would not be easy. Never in my twenty years of existence did I imagine that I would end up marrying a man with three wives and becoming the fourth.