My Wifes Best Friend Novels & Stories

His eyes were hard. Derek looked at Luca. He said Luca had been a good friend. Better than Derek deserved. And Luca had taken something Derek had given freely. There was no betrayal. Luca's jaw relaxed. Derek looked at Eli. He said Eli had loved Nova first. Eli had loved her longer. Eli had loved her better. Derek should have stepped aside years ago. Eli's face was pale. Derek looked at me. He said she had been a patient wife. A loving wife. A wife who deserved better than a man who filmed her in her sleep.

The wine tasting ended.A passerby knocked over the wine rack in the hallway. The rack toppled straight toward me and my best friend,Lena.My mafia husband and our son both yanked her behind them first. She walked away unharmed.I crashed hard to the floor. Lena hurried over toward me. “ Seraphina, are you okay? ” My son grabbed the hem of her dress. “ Aunt Lena, don’t go over there. You’ll get red wine on your pretty dress. ” “ But your mom fell. I have to help her up! ” Lena insisted. Dante pulled her back against his chest. “ Calm down. She’s a grown woman. She’s not that fragile. She can clean herself up and stand. ” My left arm hung limp at my side.Blood seeped through the spilled red wine

"We must document this. It may never recur." "You're terrible." "And you love me." "Don't let him hear that!" "I have every right to adore my best friend's wife. You married into this friendship, sweetheart. There is no escape." "So you love me?" "Obviously. You're my best friend's wife, which makes you my best friend. Don't get emotional. I have a reputation." "You're an idiot." "A handsome idiot." Elena was crying with laughter now. I watched them with something I refused to label.

Anna spoke, which made me turn to her. "What do you mean?" I was confused. "Harry." "Harry isn't my enemy. He's my best friend." She rolls her eyes and stepped out of bed. Her hands were on my arms. She gave me a quick massage. "Best friend?" She laughs a little and continues. "Harry was never your best friend." I don't know what she's getting at but I just let her speak without arguing. "What would you do if your best friend was having an affair secretly with your girlfriend?" Anna whispered to me.

Okay, you look gorgeous", he said walking towards the door. As soon as I heard that, I had butterflies in my stomach. "He actually knows how to make one feel better", I thought in my mind while following him up to the car. At the restaurant, there sat a pretty lady but not as pretty as I am. "Hey babe, sorry for being late, your gender caused it", he said pointing at me and laughing. "That's not a problem, I actually got here just now", she said smiling. "Hi, I'm Kira, his best friend and you are"?, I said extending my hands for a handshake.

My friend because we can’t be more than that. “I don’t want you to stop being friends with her,” she says and my chest sags. “Yesterday when I went to your office and you weren’t there, I called her.” No one mentioned that to me. “I didn’t like the fact she knew my husband’s location and I didn’t. I know she is a good person but you tell her stuff before you tell me and I’m your wife, not her. I want to be your best friend.” She gulps hard. “I know I broke your trust already but I want to try again.”

Bella doesn’t care to get their names because she doesn’t think she’ll be too aquantainted with them since they’re all her husband’s friends. “Guys, this is my wife, Bella.” Gabriel introduces the smaller woman to his friends, his hand around her waist and Bella has the urge not to lean to his side. “That’s one pretty wife you’ve got, Gabriel.” One of the men says and she doesn’t miss how they’re all good looking. Gabriel sits and his friends sit across from him, on a couch, drinking. Gabriel pulls Bella on his lap, his hand still on her waist as he communicates with his friends.

My sister won't breathe a word; she's always been like that. I focus on washing the dishes, placing the plates and utensils in their rightful places. Finally, I'm finished. I hear the sound of laughter coming from the living room, my sister's voice booming above the rest. Sarah is always at her happiest and loudest when she is with Aiden and Bryan, especially with Aiden. It is not surprising. Of course, Aiden is her best friend. That is why I don't want anything to do with Aiden anymore. I don't want to be the one to ruin their friendship. Fuck how I feel about Blacksmith.

TWO YEARS AND THREE MONTHS BACK “Benny proposed last night saying I was the only woman he could ever imagine as his wife. Can you tuck inagine? The fucker dared to say it to my face while fucking that Bitch-are you even listening? Hey! Rara!” I jolted forward when someone shook me by the shoulders.

I wasn’t used to awkward atmospheres, so I started another conversation. “So... Wesley has a sister, Riley. She’s also been my best friend since middle school. She owns a restaurant that serves good food like this.” “Then take me there next time.” Next time? There would be a next time? “You don’t mind hanging out with a married woman?” I ate a piece of my scallop dipped in its sweet and savory syrup. “I usually mind.” He probably didn’t want complications. He was still a well-known man, after all. “Ah. I’m an exception. What are we friends now?”