My Wife Is So Sweet Novels & Stories

She shrugs her shoulders. I look her over. How is this sweet woman married to a man like Damon King? She looks at my face and smiles. “Don’t look at me like that.” She says teasingly. “I am totally checking you out. I can’t believe you married to a man like Damon…” I tell her honestly. She chuckles. “You would think that. But Damon is so different with me than he is with anyone else. He is like Beckett is, but ten times sweeter when we’re alone." She says.

And the more I saw the more enthralled I became with the woman who was to be my wife, my mate for life. She's different from anyone I've everyone I've ever known in the past, her brand of sweet and innocent mixed with sultry siren was bound to keep me on my toes for years to come. Each peek into her life was a paradox that sometimes left me laughing out of control and others left my dick hard enough to break steel.

Yet here she was, being the sweetest thing he had ever encountered. “Nothing,” his wife finally said. Shaking her head, she tried unsuccessfully to smile. Her finger jutted out as if to poke him, but she stopped and fisted her hand. “I just… People can be nice, you know? They can be nice while expecting nothing in return.” “No. No one is ever that nice, Cam. They might not collect immediately, but they will.”

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”

“I’m not upset. “I want to be clear about that. “I only think, given everything you’re rebuilding, that your schedule should be something we manage together. “Both of us. “So there are no more… surprises.” He said the word gently, like a kindness. “Callum keeps the same hours going forward. “Thursdays included. “He’s very reliable.” “You’re telling me I can’t see him.” “I’m telling you nothing of the kind. “See whoever you like.” His hand found my shoulder. “I would simply like to know where my wife is. “That isn’t a cage, Anita. “That’s a marriage.” “Then what would a cage feel like,” I said, “so I know the difference.”

It still didn’t change the fact that I, in fact, am a proud wife of my husband, Austin Hook. …. A/N: Oh my goshhh! That’s so cute(⁠◕⁠દ⁠◕⁠).

I say hugging her, she hugs me tightly, “I will give you whatever you want, just name it okay.” She nods deep into the hug, “you are a pretty awesome husband, who would have thought.” “What do you mean who would have thought?” “You threatened me the first day we met, and you are cold and rude to people, of course one would not think you would be this sweet.” “I am only sweet to you; besides you were just too beautiful I didn’t know what to say,” I say shyly. "You are such a sappy husband," she says blushing, I put my arm around her waist and brought her closer to me.

"Are you mad Sena?" "I am not." Then he suddenly kissed me on my forehead, which makes my cheeks feel sudden warmth. His hand then guides my head to his shoulder. He wishes for me to lie closer to him. “There is no use of annoyance, whenever we are close like this.” My husband is so sweet that he makes me want to cry... And this heavenly feeling that I find on him. If the ant bites me here because he is sweet, I will be furious. But thankfully, there isn't an ant present. I'm going to use this opportunity to my advantage. Yay.

I was just about to enter my husband’s office when I heard his voice through the door, “She’s okay, as far as housewives go, but not stunning enough to take to events.” I heard his best friend, Liam’s voice respond, “Are you crazy? Dude, I would kill for a wife like her. She’s beautiful, smart, and her life revolves around you. Sorry, but I think you’re going blind.”

I was concerned about her. "It's fine, ma'am; my work is still easy and not tiring, and my husband is always picking me up from work," "Your husband is so sweet," I said, and she smiled and nodded. "Sir Eugene is also sweet, Ma'am," she added. "That's true," I giggle. —————