Polyandry True Stories Novels & Stories

"Oh, Ethan? He's preparing himself for the next stage of our plan, Your Majesty." Yuha hummed. He walked closer to her and touched her chin. He stared at her as if she was a mere thing. A tool for his conquer. And Cecilia loved it. "Such a shame. A woman like you should not have only one man to settle with. I know you have committed to an incestuous relationship. So there would be no wrong in committing polyandry too." Yuha's words made Cecilia's eyes sparkle. She screamed in joy inside her head, but then suddenly, a hand brushed his hand off her face.

“Still the loud-mouthed, arrogant man you’ve always been. How does it feel knowing that the woman you thought you killed is the one tearing your empire apart?” My jaw clenched hard. “And trust me,” she continued sweetly, “I wasn’t only behind your business problems. I had been behind the pain in your marriage too.” My blood turned cold. “What the hell are you talking about?” I snapped. She tilted her head, her eyes glittering. “You really want to know?” she giggled. “Your wife got pregnant three different times, right? And somehow, miraculously, they always ended in miscarriages. Doctors said nothing was wrong, right? Funny how that works.”

Another man, who was heir to the cosmetics sector, in which he was arrested for kidnapping and forcibly detaining his country, in which he in question was involved in other crimes, in which he has several occurrences in his police record One of them was exposed on a Pandora social network in a campaign against domestic violence, when the police, however, suspect that the accusations are untrue and that Pandora even sent letters to herself as if they were from former companions failing to comply with protective measures. . They were involved in crimes of embezzlement and false accusations with blackmail and bribery.

He knew she would never be able to fulfill the agreement because her husband was stealing from her without her knowledge. When Romanov finally took Mery, Mayara allowed it. But she couldn’t bear the truths that came to light afterward. She discovered that her husband had cheated on her, lied about the child he claimed was his niece. In reality, that little girl was his daughter with another woman, whom he had secretly married. Shattered, Mayara took her own life, leaving behind a trail of pain that would echo for years.

She wanted to rage at Danika for telling her a lie like that in an effort to save her own head, but suddenly, a lot of things were starting to make sense to her. Why she never got pregnant for him for the past five years she's been his mistress even when she took fertility pills, only to get pregnant with Karandy's child after that one time... All those women were brought into the palace and slept with in the next year after their slavery... Why he was so happy when he found out about this child... It suddenly made sense. That one night three years ago, they were talking after he took his pleasures from her body and he called himself "A King that can never have an heir".

Pulled it open. "Get out, Clara. Now." For a moment, something cracked in her expression. Just a fracture — quickly sealed, quickly smoothed over — but it was there. "Are you serious right now?" Her voice rose. "Do you know how many men—" "I know. Thousands." He held the door. "I'm not one of them. Leave." "I heard about the registry, Zane." She wasn't moving. Her eyes fixed on him with an intensity that made the air in the room feel pressurized. "It was on the news. Are you married? Just tell me. Are you married?"

He'd drilled his beliefs into me so thoroughly that even thinking about Alex and Nick's proposition made me feel dirty. But Marcus was a liar. I knew that now. So maybe he'd lied about this too. I grabbed my laptop—a new one Alex had gotten for me, completely untraceable—and settled into the window seat of my bedroom. The cabin had satellite internet, secure and encrypted. If I was going to make an informed decision, I needed information. I started with the basics: "MFM relationship." The search results were... illuminating. Articles, forums, blogs, all discussing polyamorous relationships where two men shared one woman. Some were purely sexual arrangements, but many were full romantic partn

He once swore he would be my husband, that we would be together for life. When he was a teenager, he moved abroad with his family. At the airport, he clutched my hand, sobbing, begging me to wait—promising he would come back. I waited. And waited. But he never returned. The tenderness of youth faded with time. I found a new love, a new marriage. I thought happiness would last forever. But I never imagined my husband's heart would belong to another woman. And that my unborn child would become nothing more than the lifeline to his so-called "true love."

He Ziwei said, "She said she was looking for her husband. Is she your woman?" "How would I dare to ask her to be my wife? I'm not tired of living." He Ziwei anxiously asked, "Then, what happened? Quickly tell me!" Polygamy was very common in Lingwu Continent. It meant nothing to her that her husband had many women. However, she did not want the man she fancied to play around and abandon the family. Qin Haodong had no choice but to tell her the whole story. But he told her that it was his magic treasure that injured the other party.

Her eyes widened as I closed the distance, stopping only long enough to extend the file toward her. She glanced at it, then back at me, refusing to take it. “Your husband died while sleeping with one of his mistresses, Violet,” I said calmly. Her face drained of color instantly, but I wasn’t finished. “And he fathered three children with three different women.” The moment the words settled, her knees buckled. She collapsed onto the floor. Julian wasn’t his only child. He had fathered three more. Of the three illegitimate children my brother left behind, I knew of two daughters. But the third remained a mystery, whoever has all the evidence concerning that child hidden has done a very good an