Sam Lerner Wife Novels & Stories

Lawrence said softly, eyeing Samantha closely. "I know, but..." "Well..." Samantha straightened her posture and took a deep breath. "When you had witnessed your husband cheating on you with the same woman, who worked for you, for two years, resulting in her getting pregnant," she swallowed, looking down. "It's not exactly ideal to stay. I have to let him go," Darren's face softened at the revelation. "I'm sorry to hear that. Man's probably a douche," that made Samantha smile a little.

Police who would be working for Carter and no doubt sabotage our search until Stephanie is … I don’t even want to finish that thought. It’s only been a few days it will be fine. Carter won’t want to rush into anything … although my mind wonders at now that they are ‘married’ whether he will demands certain marital rights from my wife. The thought twists my stomach to the point I feel i’m about to dry heave. He won’t hurt her like that. Right? In the back of my mind I doubt Carter will be that kind. He’s obsession with my wife is dangerous at best and deadly at worst. Sabriana looks me over before she places her hands on her hips. “Let me help Jake. We all want her back safe. The more people

I say to him in hopes to shut him up about Cash. “Really you are going to go there. You agreed to marry me and I was just following through with what you promised to do.” Tyler says and Lena looks at me and asks, “Wait, did you accept a proposal from him?” Before I could think about answering Lena, Samuel says, “That’s enough. Lexie is my wife and I am done talking about this shit. What we need to be focused on is saving my brother.” Samuel was right, we needed to put all our differences and beefs aside if we were going to save Xavier.

Marlene's parking spot was gone, and she had to walk there. When she saw Elena approaching her to flatter her, she looked disgusted. Her secretary, Shayla York, sensibly blocked Elena's path. Marlene scoffed. "Do you really think anyone can be my friend?" Although she was no longer the president of the parents' committee, she was still the daughter-in-law of the Lane family. Meanwhile, Elena was just the wife of a man who'd become rich by luck. She wasn't married into a rich family at all.

Samantha was overjoyed; things seemed to be going smoothly, but the newspapers started stirring up trouble. The sisters, Linda and Catherine, were acceptable at first, but later, their ulterior motives surfaced. Samantha disliked their excessive desire for material gain. If you don't want to live a married life, don't interfere with others. Initially, when Jaclyn was not married, it was fine to make friends. But later, knowing that he had a wife and child, persistently trying to get close was unacceptable. This kind of woman made Samantha lose respect. The newspapers reported indiscriminately, making Samantha worry about what Luna would think. Hearing the car outside, she hurriedly brought P

She felt his fingers teasing the clit as he ran his finger up and down her hole. "Killian," she whimpered as she tried to push him off. Killian pulled her closer with a rough jerk and slapped her womanhood. "Oh, you’re so wet, Schmetterling, yet you’re pretending to hate this?" Rara turned her head to look up at him. There was raw amusement in his voice. “A wife should know how to satisfy her husband.”

And she has not said a word to me in two years. We had a terrific marriage, an odd coupling, but it worked. I own an excavating company. I dig shit up and push it around. Just me and ten guys, they all have a piece of it so they are quite loyal. Ellen liked the money. She was building her brand as an interior designer. We had Rex and two years later, Samantha. I had my own clean-up area in the house and I was not permitted in until I was clean. While the kids were still young, I'd come in naked and Ellen and I would fuck. Ellen was the perfect wife. A princess in the living room and a whore in the bedroom.

he snapped. Samuel tilted his head, amused. “I’ve been watching you. You’re jealous, aren’t you? But why? Who is she to you? I did some digging, and you’re married, right? So why are you so bothered about my girlfriend?” Louis’s brows lifted. “Married? And who told you I’m married?” Samuel gestured vaguely. “It’s known. You’re married to the daughter of the chairman of Bricks Inc. No one’s seen her though. Honestly, I’m confused. You told me that day she was your wife. So which is it?”

"Guess who carries more weight—William's dying backing, or my billions in investments?" David slumped in his chair and was unable to speak for a long time. Serena didn't press him any further. She simply put her phone away slowly and turned toward the door. Just as she placed her hand on the doorknob, she looked back and added, "Oh, I forgot to tell you. The donor who died six months ago—his name was Jason Shaw. He was my husband." David's eyes widened at that. Serena opened the door, walked out, and gently pulled it shut behind her. The moment the door clicked shut, she leaned against the wall and took a deep breath.

Ethan said quietly, "was the result of Samantha’s last 'episode.' She is not a whistleblower. She is a woman struggling with a deep-seated, violent addiction that we have spent months trying to hide to protect her dignity." ​The room went silent. ​"Mr. Hale!" a journalist shouted. "Samantha was your wife! Why are you just now revealing this while you’re engaged to her sister, Chloé?" ​Ethan didn't flinch. He looked directly into the camera. "I stayed because I loved her. I moved on with Chloé because Chloé was the only one who helped me pick up the pieces of my broken home. And I am not the only one who has suffered."