My Wife Is A Superstar Novels & Stories

I provoked him. But when I heard all those sick things he wanted from her... I snapped. I couldn't bear to hear anymore of it, to know how much she would suffer. Carter could just be baiting me though, trying to get a rise out of me so he knows all my buttons and how to press them just right. He also knows Stephanie is my biggest weakness. Years and years he has tried and failed to get a rise out of me. The second he mentions my wife, I lose it.

His band's tour had finally come to an end as he was preparing for his six month hiatus and his apartment was ready, just in time for him to move in. I knew that many of my friends from both our high school days and college days would be in attendance, and I knew that the news of me marrying a very powerful man had spread around, so I knew I had to look and play the role of a billionaire's wife. I sighed “this new life is surely an exhausting and tiring one”. “I wonder why he decided to invite our old classmates to his housewarming party. I would ask him when I got there”, I said to myself.

The lights inside were warm and inviting, and he could see the family of his wife gathered around the dining table, enjoying a meal together. Heartened by the prospect of some comfort and connection, Welbeck walked up to their door and knocked softly. The sound of laughter and conversation halted as his wife, Kiera, opened the door. Her eyes widened in surprise at the sight of him, and she quickly stepped aside to let him in.

It was every woman's dream to marry my husband and I was so privileged that I got to marry him too as he had been my childhood crush. But who would tell that the drop-dead gorgeous Adrian Graham, who was the star at every social event barely spoke to his wife? Adrain didn't give a shit about how I was living. He didn't even know my birthday, and he never asked. Every second in that house was tormenting as I kept on thinking about ways I would make him see me, at least then I'd know there was hope of him loving me. "I'd never love you, Sonya Adams, I detest you, stop trying." My dark-haired husband told me months ago. But right now, I was pregnant, and he would definitely love me.

That got her attention. She looked me up and down, all attitude. "Sir, watch what you say. That kind of claim can get you in trouble. Ms. Sweeney's husband is upstairs—having dinner with her and their child. You should leave." Talia said keeping a "strong, independent woman" image helped her run the hotel, so I stayed out of the spotlight. Because of that, everyone at Cresthaven only knew their GM was sharp, young, and in control. No one knew the place was mine.

Even blew on it like she was kissing a boo-boo. I saw red. "Rachel! You're touching him? Right in front of me?" She didn't even flinch. "Aaron actually knows how to treat a woman. Unlike you—you're just an animal. You pound away until I feel torn apart. Aaron is gentle. He's rich. What do you have that he doesn't?" Each word hit me like a knife to the chest. This was my wife. The woman I married. We'd been so happy once. I'd done everything for her.

Knowing the kind of nosy person she is, I already know that she wasn't going to rest until she got every detail about what Adrian and I talked about. "Come on, Amelia, what's with the suspense? Tell me what you guys talked about already," she said to me with an impatient tone, and with that I sighed heavily. "Mrs Nosy, we didn't talk about anything important; he told me about how he still considers me as a wife and bla-bla-bla," I said to Tessa, who widened her eyes in surprise. "He told you that he still considers you as his wife?" Tessa asked me with her two eyes opened widely like someone who just heard something shocking.

The business meeting that was supposed to last until next weekend was unduly canceled because of Justin's foolishness. He succeeded in offending Mr. Smith the president of Williams group This promotion has been her life dream but Justin has ruined everything. "As if that was not good enough, his good-for-nothing daughter had the guts to leave the house throughout yesterday night, to God knows where." She mumbles in anger.

"Why are you--?" "I want to surprise you. You are my husband and I am ought to care for you. I want to make you happy. Rise from your bed and have a bite of this, I promise you won't regret it." I push a spoon on his hand and gave him a sheepish smile. He sat there, frozen on top of the bed, a spoon on his hand. I am almost tempted to take a picture of him for he looks a lot like a model but halted as I see his brows slowly meeting in the middle and he glared down at the cake, saying. "Is this the scene where the wife finally decided to kill her husband?"

“You honestly think that makes this okay? That money is a valid reason to destroy our marriage?” “Reason?” Mrs. Farah cut in, her voice laced with scorn. “Don’t you get it? You’ve been holding Orlando back. Jeany is the woman he should’ve married from the start.” I shook my head slowly, feeling like I’d fallen into a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from. “Orlando, is this really what you want? You’re just going to let them destroy everything we built? You’re going to stand there and let them talk to me like this?”