My Wife Shares Me Novels & Stories

He said to me. " Do you want to share it with me? I am sure we can find a solution together. " I said to him. " Like I said, I have this under control. " He said. " And you wonder why we have problems, you don't talk to me, you don't tell me things, I am your wife Alexander, maybe that doesn't mean anything to you but it means a lot to me, as your wife I have to know what is happening in our lives because no matter what you might say, whatever you do always ends up affecting me. " I said to him.

“This marriage has been decided. I will fulfill my responsibilities as a husband, at least not as abusive as your ex-husband!” He was not gentle at all, just poking fun at the old pain of “Erwin Wilson”. It is estimated that the original owner is still here. He will definitely make him cry. Erwin Wilson didn’t answer, Frederick Hall didn’t even know what he was talking about. He continued: “If you don’t object, we’ll be married soon. You know what my stepmother thinks, right?” He is probing Erwin Wilson, wanting to know if he chooses to protect him or follow his stepmother. Erwin Wilson understood, he typed: “I follow my husband!”

I mention my wife by these names. Panda Bulldozer Plum truck Bear Did you all curious to know who is my wife ??. Hhm!!.. My wife is none other than the great businesswoman Sharvya keerthi. She was never failed to get the things which caught her eyes. I'm one of those thing too which caught her eyes. As a result, I was forced to be her husband. I had never hatred anyone until I met her. She was the first person I hate with all my heart. The feeling I had when I was near her was pure hate and disgust. Argh!!.. While talking about her, I forgot to introduce myself.

I sighed softly and looked at her for a very long while. "I am not drifting away from you, Fiona. You are my wife, and there is nothing that can ever separate us, okay? I am just preoccupied with the disaster that has occurred in the company," I said, and she smiled, then leaned against the table. "Then maybe we can work on it together. As you said, I am your wife, and we are a team after all. Isn't that what couples do? We could rub minds together and solve it, right?" she asked, and I forced a smile, but it was more of a smirk with squinted eyelids.

Struggling to get herself out of my hold. “You are my wife and Mrs Hatt outside, i can’t let you act otherwise.” I muttered for just her hearing, and whoever the person was he wasn’t damn giving up. I could feel his eyes, watching and waiting to confirm. She folds her arms together. “Use your words, don’t jump all over my face and act so extra outside. Couples fight and don’t agree too!” She added a bit of volume to her last sentence. Slipping out of my hands as she ducked to look for the voice.

I said shortly. She made no expression as she stared at me which made me wonder if she did not hear me. “We are to share the same room… from today,” I said as I watched her. “What are you saying?” “What I just said, My wife. It’s high time we took this marriage seriously. Don’t you think?” A smirk formed on my lips and I watched her facial muscles pull up in a frown. Yes. That expression.

She warns me as she walks out. I sigh as I shake my head at how turned on I am right now. My wife is a little tigress!

" Look, my wife is my wife and our of whatever gimmicks you're planning. If you want to have an altercation with me, you face me and me alone. My wife is off limits. Don't you get that?" " She didn't say that to me though. What can you do about that now?"

My voice came as a mumble. “You weren’t shy last night. I was beyond amused at how great you were. You made waiting till marriage worth it.” He continued talking. “Stop taunting me.” I moaned. “I’m not. I’m appreciating you. I’m grateful and I’m so glad you’re my wife.” He said, lifting my head by my chin. “Stop hiding your face from me, there's nothing to be shy about. You’re now my wife. We’re going to share all loving and embarrassing moments together like our wins, our failures, our success, and yeah… you can feel free to fart in my presence.” He said and I quirked an eyebrow.

Then, it looked like a wrong thing to do but now it is perfect. I have him, my children, and my friends. They are my family. All these couldn't have been possible if I didn't marry ‘my sister's husband’