Novel & Cerita Novel My Lovely Husband

And he was mine. My sweet but handsome workaholic husband, Ryan Skylar…This is the life I desired with my husbands which is full of romance, affection and a lot of mischievousness.

“You’ve given that man three years of your light, Evelyn. Let Paris be the place you remember who you were before him.” Before Khalid. Before the whirlwind romance at the Met Gala, before I’d quietly closed my design studio to become the wife who understood his late nights and global ambitions. Before Natasha returned and I became furniture in my own marriage. I looked across the studio to the small desk where my laptop sat. The manuscript file was open. *The Husband I Once Loved*. The title still made my stomach clench. Khalid had read the first seventy pages last night. The confrontation that followed had been brutal—his hurt, my exhaustion, the way his voice cracked when he asked if I rea

“You’re probably running on caffeine and sarcasm. Eat something real. – L.” Her fingers tightened on the card as she reads the note. Your husband, Lucien Vale The husband she had barely spoken to since the wedding—who hadn’t even shown his face—had sent her flowers and lunch? She frowned, peeling open the lunchbox. Inside was perfectly packed chicken korma with basmati rice, a slice of mango, and a small container of homemade truffle mushroom soup. She knew the scent before she even opened the box—it was her mother’s recipe.

Then he went to lie on the other side of Hayden and pulled him into a kiss. Myla let out a moan as a wave of pleasure flowed through her at the sight of her husband kissing his best friend. Then she turned as Jared gently grasped her chin and turned her to look at him. “Beautiful sight, isn’t it?” He said with a husky voice, his eyes looking into hers with possessive heat. “Thank you for granting us this gift of you.” He whispered as he pressed into her slowly. Myla’s mouth opened in a silent moan at the stretch. He was so thick that his entry burned. But the tinge of pain racked her pleasure a notch higher.

"And I'll find a way." I blinked and stood up straighter, shaking my head. "That isn't possible, you have to give up on me, I'm off the market now." I walked away, but not before noticing the hurt expression flitting across Xavier's features. I didn't know what to do or say, deciding to be more miserable,I walked back outside. "What took you so long?" My husband asked immediately . He sounded irritated and annoyed.

I actually forgot the tv drama will be aired that Dohyung actually cast in that time. And she picked up her phone cause it was ringing. It's probably her husband on the line. I am observant of other people's expressions and I wonder why her face immediately went expressionless but with a hint of annoyance when she was talking on the phone. She was always smiling when talking to me earlier. Probably it's been a while since she have a good time so I shrug it off. She ended the call. "Your husband?" I ask and she nodded. "He said we probably stayed too long. Haa. It's so hard when you actually got married now..."

I ran my hands over every muscle of his chest, and when I kissed his neck, he sighed, bringing his hands to the hem of the thin-strapped floral dress I was wearing, and soon, it too was on the floor. I had my eyes closed, and when I opened them, it wasn’t my husband I saw. I saw the look of desire in Jayden’s eyes, his slightly parted pink lips, the mischievous face he made when he whispered dirty things in my ear, and only then could I surrender. I bit my lips so hard that I felt blood on them, trying not to call out Jayden’s name while making love to my husband. When it was over, I felt empty, realizing that I would never again be satisfied in the arms of any other man but Jayden.

This knowledge sustained her family’s livelihood over the years. With the children healthy and growing up happily, life was smooth and joyful. While passing through the central square, a news broadcast on a large LCD screen caught Amy’s attention. [The entertainment industry’s rising star and the Green family’s heiress—Jenny Green, will marry the Quinn family’s heir, Justin Quinn. Their five-year-long relationship will finally culminate in marriage.] Amy stopped in her tracks and raised her eyes to the screen. She saw the couple in their wedding photo shoot, and they were deeply in love.

“I love you, Mrs Castillo.” My smile widened. Yes, a person can truly be this happy. “I love you too, husband.” The End.

"So... is your husband on the Main Island, Lord Park, still doing well and in good health without any major illness?" Carefully fingering the hem of my pure white mourning robes, I asked about the marital affection and well-being of my sister's couple—the thing I envied and was most jealous of as a tragic young widow living without knowing a man's feral heat. Fingering her teacup, In-young smiled a bizarre, unfathomable smile, her daytime dignity nowhere to be found. "Yes, Sister. My husband cherishes and caresses me very specially, day and night." A sticky dirty talk voice scattering on the summer night air.