My Virgin Husband Novels & Stories

“ don’t give me that crap girl , he hadn’t been gone for the past few days and no one was able to reach him, not even me and there was only one person who he would come to meet . I don’t want us having any more issues Rissa , I know that I don’t like you and you do not like me and that is totally fine by me , but right now , you have to tell me where my husband is . Or what ?” What are you going to do? , are you going to scream at the whole world telling them that I fucked your hushand , screw you mom , I don’t care what you think and I don’t care what anyone gas got to say about me .

I'm not easy to get and my friends know that, especially Cheska. I still remember how many tears I shed when I found out that I was no longer a Virgin. I cried because I couldn't accept in myself that in an instant I gave to a man I didn't even know the gift that I should have given to my future husband I. I admit that I was happy when I got married because he was also the man I married. The man I gave my virginity to. But I didn't think it would be this difficult to live with him. I wasn't ready to live with an arrogant husband.

“You'll be coming to this place, my private residence, once in a while, but I need you to fully stay at the family house, where my spoiled lazy son stayed.” That's right. All through the five months I was married to him, Freddie,my ex husband doesn't do anything at all. Apart from carrying girls. “I want you to go inside that house, make their life a living hell.” The words brought out so much joy inside of me. I can't believe it is finally time for me to take my revenge on them. **** The next day, I stood in front of the mansion again, the same place I was thrown out like a trash, I'm about to return there as somebody. Someone powerful.

I stared back at him, oddly thrilled by our closeness and a little excited. "You know what? You’re right. You’re not stupid. You’re just a dirty cheat on your soon-to-be husband. And to think you were a virgin. I can’t even imagine the men you’ll be with once I marry you," he snarled, releasing me and pacing the room. I rubbed my arms, slightly relieved he let go, but some part of me longed for him to stay close. "How am I a cheat? I never cheated on you. We're not even married yet! And what do you mean by virgin. We're you wondering if I was a virgin?. I asked greatly surprised by Is uncontrolled words and worried expression.

I said calmly, “Rather than adopting a furbaby, why don’t we get a divorce? Then you can have an actual baby with her.” … My husband, the award-winning actor Jonas Yves, held a grand confession ceremony for another woman. He publicly declared their relationship on the Internet, making headlines and moving hearts. As for me, his wife of eight years, I could only watch the raucous interview from the side like an outsider. The journalists on the scene were in an uproar. The fans in the front row were celebrating. The next second, Jonas put a matching ring on her finger. Under the spotlight, they looked like a perfect couple.

He pulled away, his breathing heavy as he looked down at me—then lower, where my blood marked his half-erect cock. “Avery,” he murmured, something shifting in his gaze. “You were a virgin?” I curled into myself, my back throbbing, my ring finger aching, my entire body torn between pain and something far worse. Shame. “How is that possible?” he pressed, pulling away completely, still staring at the proof of what he’d just done. “I want to know—how the hell were you a virgin? You were married to Chase for five years. Even if you never had anyone before him, Chase isn’t the kind of man to go five years without—”

I continued, my voice vibrating with certainty, "But why? Why would she want you dead?" He inquired, finally able to say something, his shock palpable as he spoke, "George Katz was supposed to be my husband and he is the father of my daughter," I replied, staring into his eyes, while he staggered as the weight of my words hit him, I went ahead to tell him about how I had lost my virginity to him and how his mother had insisted we got married,

I was ready to do this with him, and him dragging his feet was tiring. “I overhead on the plane when you admitted to Sharron that you are a virgin. I don't want to take that from you until you are sure it's what you want and if you want it with me.” My ever considerate husband told me. Oh, now it all made sense. How he always told me that I didn't have to do anything I wasn't ready for. I kissed him lightly on the lips and said, “I have never been more certain about any other thing.”

♡VIRANICA POV♡ Till today I never seen a guy abducting his wife for honeymoon what the hell did I accept him as my husband no way but why the hell I married him I'm laying on bed and thinking all these things he lifted me and took to watch sunset I'm feeling sleepy and slept off on him only in the morning when I opened I seen him sleeping still I tried to move but his hold on me was too tight he opened his eyes and said "escaping from husband is not good kitten" I rolled my eyes he chuckled why he never gets angry oops my mistake he gets angry when I tries to harm myself

Anyway, she felt nothing could possibly go wrong with her bearing that name from now on. Whenever he thought of that name, he would think only of her. He would even believe that he had gotten her name tattooed on him, that would definitely make him love her more. She smiled at that thought. “And you’re Manuel, my husband. You got hit by a truck while coming back from work last week.” She’d have to get used to calling him that. He blinked. Fiona couldn’t tell if he had any more questions. He had an unreadable look on his face.