Odyssey Sims Husband Novels & Stories

“You’re not worth 10 million. In fact, I could never afford what you’re worth. So please let’s forget about last night happened.” “I don’t want to.” Gosh! This was beginning to frustrate me. “What then do you want?” “I want you to finish what you started.” I blinked.”In what sense?” “Spend a night with me.” Had he gone mad? “I am your cousin’s wife.”I reminded. “I don’t think he actually regards you as his wife, if he did, you wouldn’t have gone to the bar last night.” I argued.”I…we…” “He’s expecting a child from another woman.”

The man who broke your wrist at your wedding? Simon flinched at the memory of Elias’s reaction to his drunken advances during his wedding. He glanced nervously over his shoulder, as if expecting Elias to appear at any moment. ‘I don’t believe you,’ he said, a hint of desperation in his voice. ‘Where’s your husband?’ Callie felt irritation bubbling inside her. ‘He’s...he’s not here,’ she replied.

"He is my son, I know him!!! Don't worry, he can handle it! You will see, once that dump ass bitch meets his mate, he will be a simp, wrapped around his tiny finger!" He proclaimed which made Kiyaan laugh a little before a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes and his lips stretched into an evil smirk as he asked his husband slyly. "Like you?" He questioned jokingly which made Danish chuckle as he replied to him in an arrogant proud voice while looking at him with dotting eyes... " Yeah, like me! I am not ashamed to say I am simp for my wifey and a sucker to his fucking beautiful and tight little asshole."

Ashley's eyes widen before she says anything. "Damom, he is Simon. He is our university friend. So we joined him. " Said Rose. Ashley nodded with a gulp but didn't look at Damon. "Oh, my bad, my bad. Hi, I'm Damon Ashley's husband." Damon said, and he shook hands with Simon. Simon's hand shook with him as well, with a smile.

"Exactly. Everyone knows what it is like in this industry. Besides, Ms. Kidman is Mr. Moore's wife. I'm sure she would know better than us, right?" Every one of them fancied themselves to be a chivalrous gentleman with upright morals, when in reality, they were just seasoned veterans in a world of power and profit, experts at reading the wind and shifting their stance. They tried to wash their hands clean in just a few sentences. Yvonne could not be bothered with them. She nudged me with her chin, hinting for me to deal with it on my own. I snickered and looked at Jason. "You hear that? All the VIPs recognized me as your wife. Care to explain this new family member?"

“You’re thirty-three. Do you think you’re still young? This isn’t the old days. Stop clinging to nonsense ideals. Marrying her will be good for our family’s reputation. You’re a businessman, Ian. You should know the benefits.” Her tone softened for one poisonous second. “As long as she can be a good wife, that’s enough.” My fists tightened. The same manipulation, the same woman who once praised me as the perfect daughter-in-law. Ian’s face didn’t move. “I know, Mum.” “You always say you know,” she said. “But you never act on it.” The call ended. Ian slid the phone into his pocket and exhaled. I ducked deeper behind the pillar, certain he’d sense something was off. I waited—then heard his voi

Still, mindful of Zachary’s position, Simon managed to force a strained smile. “Naturally, the affairs between husband and wife are not for me to interfere in. However, Harriet and I share a long-standing bond. As something of an elder brother of hers, I merely thought to offer her a few words of advice.” Zachary’s expression turned unmistakably dark. “That will not be necessary. You may leave.” With that, he took my wrist and led me back into the courtyard without looking back. His thoughts reached me clearly. “Even after marriage, there are still men coming to my door and eyeing my wife. It is infuriating and irritating. Why isn’t Harriet saying anything? Surely she can tell that I am a li

As if Desmond could sense her internal conflict and sound, he stretched out his hands around her waist, bringing her body tight against his. “If you don't feel it now, I'll wait for you. Let's have time to figure this out together as husband and wife, okay?” Odessa smiled, grateful for his understanding. His cool attitude suddenly resurfaced. “Or we'll figure it out as future true mates.” He smirked. Odessa laughed at his goofy attitude, punching him on his shoulder. “Idiot.” “At least I'm your idiot.” They both laughed. Enjoying the street food they picked.

Huhu! I ignored this man with me here in the room, He doesn't look at me, he doesn't care, he just let me and I know that he was also forced to this arrange marriage. Yes, we talked before but I really can't imagine that this person is my husband. he was just my classmate yesterday and now he is my Husband? I hope everything is just a dream. But not. "We're Married." I am now Mrs. Quinlee Velez Ford and he is now my husband.

I step into my room and go straight for the bathroom, leaving a trail of clothes and undergarments in my wake. The cascade of hot water loosens the knots on my neck and shoulder. Today went better than I expected . The deal I have been trying to close with Crest Holdings, finally found headway today. A slight smile tugs at my lips. It’s safe to say that Mr. Simon was completely sold at the event today. He had approached me with a huge grin and I dare say, new found respect in his eyes. As he shook my hands, he said “ Marriage is an honorable institution. Welcome to the league of family men”