One Husband Is Enough Novel Novels & Stories

"Vienna, there were struggles. We never planned for this to happen, but it's like destiny did this for us already. And just like what I promised before, I will never stop loving you. I will treat you not an option. I will treat you as my priority. I will never leave your side. I will stay with you no matter what. I will give you the assurance that I would never find someone other than you. You are the only woman I have with me. I would love you, treasure you, and be the husband you wanted me to be." As we lay down in bed to our first honeymoon, he stared at me and smiled. "This time, you are no longer a mistress. You are Mrs. Hudson. My wife. My one and only wife," Nicholas said and hugged m

“On the other side too, no lies; there's the fact that that damned man is my husband, who abandoned me before we got married, and how did it go with the sheik?” “He told me that he has six women; since in his country you can have as many as you can keep well, he assures me that he can keep hundreds; he only has one dick; and also that it is complicated when they start chirping and that women synchronize their periods when they live together, so they had the same change of temperament. I proposed to him that it would be better if we were boyfriend and girlfriend, and he almost didn't want to. I explained to him that he had more wives, but on the other hand, he didn't have a girlfriend, and th

Apparently a maybe-baby could undo a year of marriage and make you the outsider in your own home. The door opened. Damon came in looking worried, eyes scanning the apartment until they found me. "What happened?" he asked. "Are you okay?" I looked at him. At my husband who loved me. Who'd promised to choose me. Who'd spent months proving he meant it. And I didn't know how to explain that I was okay and not okay at the same time. That I was loved and lonely in the same breath. That I was his wife and also somehow not enough wife to matter when his mother talked about the future.

The crowd broke into an uproar. "No wonder… The Yorks are one of the greatest aristocratic families! Their status is just below the Campbells!" "I've heard the CEO of York Group is handsome and devoted to his wife. After getting married, he hardly goes out for business or social events and only focuses on his family. No one even knows who his wife is." "So, it turns out Ms. White is the wife. No wonder she carries herself so well. Any man would want to protect her."

[Man Produces Wedding Photo, Internet Discovers Bride Is Wearing A Motorcycle Helmet. I rubbed my forehead. The comments section had already descended into complete chaos. “WHAT IS GOING ON?” “Wasn’t Aiden Harrison her husband?” “Forget husband. At this point, Annalise apparently has enough spouses to start her own village.” “Current count: twenty-three husbands, six mothers-in-law, three fathers-in-law, four brothers-in-law, and one grandmother demanding visitation rights.” “I’m crying.” “No seriously. Which one is real?” “Every minute someone new appears.”

His sculpted thighs separated mine, and he shoved his large size inside me, our bodies skin-to-skin. “Balto…” I felt the goodness between my legs, the fullness every woman should feel when they were with a man. My nipples dragged against his chest as he moved with me, the sweat starting to slicken both our bodies. My arms circled his neck, and I kissed him as I felt him inside me, my body tensing and tightening in preparation for another climax. I buried my face in his shoulder and felt my teeth drag against his collarbone as I did my best to keep quiet. Another man was pleasing me, and I didn’t want my husband to overhear. It was just like the last night we were together, our passion hotter

“Honey, Wanda and her son suffered severe emotional trauma in that unfortunate marriage. Be kinder and stop making things difficult for them.” I was making things difficult for them? It turned out that one would laugh if one were utterly speechless. I looked at the man I had been married to for nearly ten years and, for the first time, I felt he was like a stranger to me. “Koah, I’ll ask you one last time. Do you only feel nothing but sympathy toward Wanda and her son?” Without the slightest hesitation, Koah raised his hand and swore to me. “Honey, I swear to you that I feel nothing else!”

"Well, I had nothing when I met her. Through all the ups and downs over the years, she held my hand and never let go. She deserves all the love!" "Gosh! Why can't I get such a good husband? Dad! Why is everyone else's husband perfect but mine? Look at this book! This woman killed three people, yet her six-foot-tall, eight-pack, deep-voiced, sharp-eyed, ready-to-kill-anyone-for-her husband worships the ground she walks on. But why did I get that—" "Travis is 6'2", has eight packs, doesn't like tattoos, but if you want, he might consider one. And obviously, he’d kill anyone who touches you. Don't you know that?"

When the mouse is away, she plays. ******** I have spent the last fifteen years trying to be the perfect wife for my husband and I think I have pretty much succeeded. He has never gone without sex when he has wanted it; I have never used the old headache excuse, or I'm on my period", or even the old standby "I just don't feel good tonight." I've always been ready and willing. And my husband is no slouch in bed either; he has always been able to bring me to multiple orgasms and he has always said that taking care of my wants and needs is his first priority. And its not like I was inexperienced when I met my husband. I'd had several lovers before marrying my husband and a few of them had bigge

He hurries to pull me up before I could say a thing his phone rings. "I- I have to take this." With that, my husband leaves his naked wife in the room to tend to business. I stood flabbergasted and with 100% realization. Romance is dead. ~~~~'