Not Your Trophy Wife Novels & Stories

"Of course she paid him. Look at how she's holding on to him. It's all for show." I kept my face smooth. I had heard worse, and I had said worse. But my hand tightened on his sleeve before I could stop it, and Dante noticed. "Ignore them," he said quietly. "I am ignoring them." "Good. They'll run out of things to say soon." A tall woman in a silver gown stepped into our path with a smile that didn't reach her eyes. I knew her face from the society pages. Her name was Vivienne Marsh, and she had once been the girlfriend of the man at my side, my trophy husband.

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.

"W-What did you say?!" Julian froze, struck like lightning. Dead silence fell over the room. A second later, disbelief and mocking laughter erupted from the crowd. "No way! She's gotta be a plant!" "Hey sweetheart! Whatever she paid you, I'll pay double! Do you even know who you're playing? She's the prize tonight! Quit joking!" "Right! That picture on the dark web was a 200-pound whale! Underboss, did you hire a top-tier escort to save face?!"

The OB-GYN clinic is almost closed for the day when Isaac Howard gets a male patient. He's young and handsome and looks to be in his early 20s. He seems to be a college student. Thinking he's here to start trouble, Isaac frowns. "This is the OB-GYN clinic. What's a college student doing here?" Out of breath, the young man replies, "Doctor, please wait a minute. My wife is on her way. She'll be here soon." "Is that so?" As a professional doctor, Isaac doesn't overthink it. He just asks, "So, what seems to be the problem with the pregnant patient? What's bothering her?" "We kind of went overboard this morning… Picked things up a notch. I was in class this afternoon when she suddenly text

My wife, Ivy York, has an avid suitor named Chester Sullivan, who claims to have transmigrated into a book for her. Even though Ivy has rejected him 99 times, he doggedly continues to pursue her affections. Then, during his 100th attempt, he's severely injured while rescuing her from a traffic accident. He looks at her desperately and pleads, "Ivy, please love me just this once. I really won't survive without your love." She remains expressionless. She just coldly instructs someone to send him to the hospital. "Samson Child is the only person I'll ever love. You're not worthy," she tells him. Later, I get into an accident and end up in critical condition. She kneels at the entrance to

Jessica asked in a gentle voice. " he made me a trophy wife. All I was a trophy to him. And I loved him but he didn't even love me. He was just trying to control me throughout our relationship and I let him because I was so in love. " Gwen said then sniffs as she continues. " the worst thing was that I didn't know until after I was dead. He got what he wanted. " " what do you mean. " Courtney asked.

Ryan immediately stopped him and grabbed him by his collar as he said to him, "Don't you dare to touch her. She is not yours. She is mine. She is my officially wedded wife." Jack started laughing and said to him mockingly as he brushed aside his hands and got himself free from his grip, " Well, I'm sorry to say that your officially wedded wife is my mistress." Everyone was dumbfounded hearing his ridiculous words as they looked at him with disgust. Nichole started crying and Ryan who had been holding back his anger till now lost his temper and threw a punch in his face and said to him in a fierce tone, " Dare you to say that again."

Declan spoke in such a loud voice that Fidelia had to shout: "Because I don't want your fiancée to get hurt because of someone like you and me. I see her; your wife is pleased to be with you. And I'm so jealous of that. I have developed greed; I want to rob you for myself. But I can not. Because of my selfishness, I cannot destroy another person's happiness." Declan frowned, his face suddenly darkening. He asked in doubt: "What do you say? My wife? Did you see my wife? When? Where?" Fidelia nodded; she swallowed hard to suppress her emotions and gave a wry smile: "Yes. I came here looking for you in the middle of last week. Since those people smashed my workplace, I wanted to help James a li

“You’re married, right?” She nodded, not wanting to elaborate more details. It was embarrassing enough that her own husband was shutting her down in her face. She doesn't need more rejection or pity from other people. “The same person?” She nodded again. Nikolai's probably that same person, she thought. “It all worked for you in the end, I guess.” She didn't respond this time. She got what she wanted, and she even lives in a freaking mansion. This is even more, but no, it doesn't feel like things are working out.

If it comes to a point that I had no choice but to marry him, then I would make sure that he will regret marrying me and meeting me for the second time. “Be the obedient wife that I needed. Cook for me. Pretend that you love me when I will be taking a lot of interviews. Take care of all my needs. I mean all my needs,” he explained and wiggled my eyebrows. I inhaled deeply upon realizing what he was talking about. “I’m sure you understand what I mean. Be my trophy wife, Christina.” A trophy wife. Someone who will act all beautiful and kind. A puppet. “That means you also wanted me to appease your sexual needs.”