Novel My Husband Novels & Stories

The guy said. " Why? Are we going somewhere?" I asked him. " Yes, you can't stay here, it is too close to the city, it will take half a day for My Black to here, we need to be far away from this place when it happens. " He said. I feel like I am in some kind of movie, I can't believe this is my life and why? Because I chose to marry a criminal. I don't know how he was able to hide it from me but I know, I know that my husband is shady. He drugged me, he drugged me, I bet he didn't think that I would find out, that my memory would come back but it had always been at the back of my head. My husband is a murderer who shot a man in cold blood on our wedding day.

Chapter 2 Two weeks ago The past two weeks have been the happiest days of my life. Waking up each day to behold my handsome husband sleeping next to me on the bed while having his arm around my waist has been the best feeling so far. If only every woman out there is lucky to have a replica of Alex as their husband, then no one would suffer the pain some women do suffer in marriage. Alex is perfect for me, and the best man in the world.

“Y… your house? But this house belongs to my husband." " If this house belongs to me then what does that make me?” He clarifies without turning back, then he resumes his walk up the stairs while I stumble back, feeling like the wind had been knocked out of me. He is my husband? Husband? How is that possible? I am supposed to be marrying a Mademan but I never thought of Adrrik Alyovich, he is meant to be in Russia, why would he be here in Sicily? Alyovich? No wonder I found the name familiar.

“No touching. No pulling me close. Nothing. I lie there in that huge bed alone feeling like a stranger in my own marriage.” Koko’s eyebrows rose. “Macho? The same Macho who swept you off your feet with private jets and tiny diamond bracelets? The Macho who gave you a deep french kiss and was groping your ass in front of his parents because he couldn't keep his hands off you. That Macho is suddenly celibate?” I laughed bitterly. “I know how it sounds, Koko. But it's exactly what it is. My husband is thirty-six, ridiculously successful, controls half the tech investments on the West Coast.”

He replied while his in the bathroom, Fine, let's do it, I inhale and exhale, It's time for me to go home, I actually don't need to go home because my husband is sure staying in his private room in the office, I open the door and go out, I need to be careful because of one wrong move of me. Can make my life miserable, "I can't believe I married that man, If it's not for my parents who give me a life, I won't marry him" I whisper while walking down, I think I'm in a hotel, that man is really something. He really an evil who wears a good handsome man mask, "But he's better than my husband, his hand may be full of blood, but he never disgusts touching me".

My husband was a man of action, no time to waste. With a smile of relief, I realized I was finally Mrs. Anya Cassano. I couldn't have asked for anything different. Holding onto his hand, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the love I had for this man, my husband and my everything.

The man sitting in front of him started laughing loudly and said, “Oh so you didn’t recognize me! How will you recognize because when you were born, I was in jail. No problem, your husband will be coming here very soon. Then you continue to recognize me together with him." Ruhi was shocked to hear Shivansh's name from that man's mouth. He did not understand how that man knew Shivansh? She asked the man again, "How do you know my husband? And why have you kidnapped me? What do you want from me?" After listening to Ruhi, the man said, "I don't want anything from you. Whatever I want, I want it from your husband. After all, it was because of his mom and dad that my whole plan got ruined."

I'd stupidly thought that this was a secret account he'd created for our baby, thinking that he didn't know how to express it to me extrinsically. But now, I knew that I had been a fool all along. I swiftly contacted a moving company. When we got married, I single-handedly replaced all the old, rotting furniture in our run-down apartment. Levi's friends had teased him in the past when they learned about it. "Say, Lev! I didn't know that you married a rich country girl! Your wife must be loaded!" "Make sure she's not pretending to be rich! Otherwise, you're going to be saddled with debt when the bills arrive!"

"Fine, I'll behave, but let me hold you while we sleep. Please... I promise I won't do anything." My body stiffened. I knew struggling would only provoke a stronger reaction, so I warned him sternly, "If you try anything, I'm done with you." He gradually fell asleep. Meanwhile, I stared at the frantic comments still scrolling in front of me, finally piecing together the truth of this absurd world. I was living inside a melodramatic novel named 'Twin CEOs: Double the Danger'. The male lead of the novel was my husband, Trevor, who was still overseas handling a crisis.

Damian’s gaze darkened, a storm brewing in his gray eyes. He opened his mouth to reply, but I held up a hand, refusing to let him speak. "I caught my husband cheating on me less than twenty-four hours ago," I said, my voice trembling as the weight of the past day crashed over me. "The man I was married to for three years was planning to divorce me months ago, and I completely had no idea. I haven't even begun to process that betrayal, and you're asking me to throw myself into another relationship?"