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We smiled at each other when someone stupid interrupted once more… “Hey! What are you guys doing?! Stop that shit! Jay just do your job!” He’s like a dog who never stops barking. What is this? My fake husband is jealous? @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL Thank you so much!

Her voice softened as she asked, “Are you happy, then?” All seriousness now, I said, “I thought the happiest day of my life was me marrying you the first time.” I cupped my wife’s cheek. “But I was wrong—because it’s today, the day you married me a second time and told me I was gonna be a da.” And then I swooped down and carted her off to our room to celebrate the best way I knew how—butt plugs and all. The End Thank you for reading He loves me, He Loves Me Not! I hope you loved Mari and Liam’s story.

He froze me by her words so I should praise myself for finding my lost sanity back after he drove me crazy with what he said earlier. "What? Do not you understand me? I said only my husband can handle me." Yeah, I know, baby. Don't make me crazy anymore. It made me happy knowing that you're allowing no man to touch you except for me. "I'm sorry miss but to clear my part here, I am Harold Oliver Shein and you, Lorelay Sugala is my wife." I said, trying not to smile but I failed. Alright, I have no strength to match her charm. Fvck baby, I am so happy right now.

“You should keep this money yourself. Let me stay here for a few days, and I’ll look for a job once I’ve familiarised myself with the surrounding area. When that happens, you and I can be together again.” Roxanne had anticipated that Calvin would not be so easy to get rid of, and she sighed. “Calvin, you were in prison for so many years. I couldn’t have remained single forever. I’m married now. It’s not that I don’t want to take you in, but I simply cannot do that.” “Oh, you’re married? What does your husband do?” Calvin intentionally pretended to be curious. “My husband is a sculptor. I only dared let you into the house because he’s out of the country on business, and won’t be home for a wh

- I rolled my eyes and slapped his hand while he was pinching my cheeks . Wonder right how we got so close this fast . It's Easy they are all welcomed me with open hands .I just gladly accepted them . It's so easy . I know life won't be this easy but I won't give up on my marriage life nor him ..I mean my husband . I will fight with every demon and make sure to protect him and tie him with me forever and ever . He is mine so back off . That's how another crazy day finished with lots of fun . I forgot to call my parents .I'm damn sure what's waiting for me .

“I hired the carriage myself. No one saw. He’s living under another name. They think he’s a healer.” “You rented him a house?” she asked, eyes going wide, voice catching. “Here in Mournhowl?” I nodded. “It’s a cottage outside the village. There’s a field and some chickens. He’s not bothering anyone.” She paced back, hands clenched, jaw locked. “You brought your lover into your husband's territory, right under his nose? You’re insane. Absolutely reckless.” “I love him,” I said. “That hasn’t changed.” She stopped pacing. “You’re married.”

The driveway lights cast long shadows as we walked side by side toward Nora’s car. Neither of us spoke at first. I couldn’t speak because I don’t know what to say. Should i comfort her and assure her that i would never leave her, or what? “I didn’t expect that,” Nora said finally, cutting off my thoughts. “Neither did I.” I replied. It seems she is finally understanding my situation. That’s why i love this bitch. My personal fucker! Nora stopped by the car, turning to face me. “You’re married now,” she said quietly. “I wish i was the wife. I would have fucked you every day till you completely lose your legs.”

The suitcase—bought new for their honeymoon, still faintly dusty from disuse—gaped open like a wound. She filled it only with what she had brought: a few books, the pearl earrings her mother left her, the silk nightgown he had once torn off her without looking at the color. The study smelled of his Cuban cigars and betrayal. There, in the top drawer where he kept his whiskey and condoms, lay the divorce papers. Prepared before they got married. A contingency plan for Marina's inevitable return. Lily signed without trembling. The pen glided smoothly as the knife he had slid between her ribs for half a decade.

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I heard Alex murmuring away, laughing, "Your wife is so cute." # . . CONTINUE Thanks to the loyal readers of my husband is gay. Your comments and ratings mean a lot to me. A little bit of information about this novel, I've actually written it on one of the Orange W. platforms and to introduce it to the outside world, I changed it to English. I hope this novel is also of interest there. Thank you again and don't forget to be happy