Please Behave My Wife Novels & Stories

She's my wife and she's involving herself with a twat that can't tell left from right. Because if he could he wouldn't even touch my wife with a ten feet pole. He's ballsy, I'll give him that. Fraternizing with his boss's wife. He better pray what I don't pissed off to the point that I'd seek him out and give him exactly what he requires. Which is a factory setting beating to adjust his brain. Right now, I'm having a drink with Jax in my office. Heaven knows that I need it more than anyone right now. Marriage is no joke. Don't allow anyone tell you otherwise.

Only finality. “Be my wife.”

she demanded, voice trembling with anger and disbelief. I leaned in slightly, letting my presence overwhelm her just a fraction. “Because,” I said slowly, deliberately, letting each word land, “you have to calm down, wife.” Her expression changed instantly—shock, fury, disbelief, and humiliation flashing across her delicate features. “calm down?! Calm down?!” She took a step back, throwing her hands in the air. “You can’t—You—” “Yes,” I interrupted, voice firm, measured, commanding. “Tone down. You’re going to play the perfect heiress, behave as expected, or this arrangement fails. That includes your public appearances, your demeanor, and your reactions.”

"oh I thought you wanted my help. I think you step mom should know that she win. That her step daughter is not happy. I should go and tell her. " "OK ok. Do not over react at simple issues." "oh baby in this game you have to play along. Some time you have to love your husband as like lovely wife does." "what that mean" "you will know. Sleep now" He sleep on sofa and I sleep on bed.

I pouted, blinking my eyelashes at a speechless Eros. I could see his muscles flex under his shirt. He was angry but didn't know what to say. Take that mother fucker! Now I am officially his wife, I shouldn't be afraid of anything. I am legally his wife so I will act like it. After all, we both agreed to fake it until we were alone. He shouldn't expect me to show him this affection when we are alone. I want to but he would stop me. So I have decided to play along. Don't blame me if I act mushy and lovely outside. I have every right as his wife.

“I…..” “A responsible wife should be at home with her husband and take good care of him, more so, an incapacitated man. You should be having your honeymoon with your husband!” She yelled and I scoffed. Honeymoon? What hell of a honeymoon? Honeymoon with a man who cannot even stand or walk? A man who is barely alive? “Your son is hanging on to a thin thread of life. He doesn’t need me.” I retorted. “Well, he does. He is your husband and your master. You should do everything to make him feel better even if he cannot see it. Perhaps, a change of cloth or brushing his hair or anything.” She spoke once again.

the doctor asked Darien, looking nervous. "You will. You aren't perfect, so you are bound to make mistakes, but you shouldn't take it as an excuse to misbehave. Just learn to love her; she's already in love with you, as you can see. Being a good husband is easy. Just learn to control yourself when it comes to your wife; never raise your hand on her, commend her anytime she does something right, and reprimand her anytime she's wrong, but do it with love. If you do all these things, things will definitely work out between you two," the doctor nodded.

Look Erica! Neither I m intrested in you ,your feelings nor in this relationship but that doesn't curtail my possession on you , You are my wife, and it's going be like that , you got it !!!! So you got to behave accordingly!!! You can live your life I'm not stopping neither interfering except for whoring around!!! He said in venomous voice

“Wife, don’t be like that. You always make things hard for me.” “What? I’m not even doing anything wrong.” “God… you’re drunk. Please. I don’t want you to be angry at me again like last time when this happened. I’m just going to bathe you, okay?” I pouted. “Okay.” I kissed his cheek and hugged his neck tighter. “Okay, Wife. Just behave. No funny moves.” “Yes.” But before I knew it, I had already fallen asleep in his arms. --- 3rd Person’s Point of View

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”