Seducing Wife Novels & Stories

Actually … I have always wished to see you ‘cause… I feel you’re the only one who can help me’’ ‘’Why? Your mum is here’’ ‘’Nanny…you’ve been married for fifteen years and you know a lot of things young couples do for a successful marriage’’ ‘’Okay, let’s not count years. Go straight to the point’’ ‘’Bianca, the truth is..’’ she looked around and continued ‘’my husband hasn’t touched me for long. He’s always busy and I I can’t endure it any longer. Whenever I try to be intimate with him, he complains and says his busy with this project and that project. He yells at me whenever I try to you know…seduce him. I don’t know what else to do. I just wanna make out with him. I need your help. How do

he says, the authority returning to his voice. "No." His brows draw together. "What?" "No." I prop myself closer until my nipples brush his face—once. "What are you doing!?" he thunders. I pull away, falling flat on my feet. "Seducing my husband's brother."

I said smacking my lips Cullen smiled, his eyes fixated on mine like a mouse to a cheese and didn't say a word till we got home. I held the power to captivate and command any man I desired, no matter how wealthy or powerful. With a single glance, I could ensnare their minds and bend them to my will. The art of seduction was my weapon, and no man was safe from my irresistible allure. Finally, we arrived home, and I made a beeline for the shower, the warm water cascading over me as I closed my eyes, lost in thought. Memories of our brief conversation at the party flooded my mind, and I couldn't help but replay the moment when he had taken my hand, his touch sending shivers down my spine.

Yet, I desired her hands to explore other areas. I shut my eyes, relishing the moment. Sensations flooded over me as her soft lips trailed along my neck, leaving a trail of delicate kisses that climbed towards my chin. I groaned, my eyes still sealed shut. My hold on her tightened, nearly bruising her skin in the grip of my desire. Her hand ventured southward, moving towards my pants, her fingers teasing the buckle of my belt. Fuck! When did my sweet, innocent wife transform into a seductress? My hand instinctively reached out to hold her hand that was eager to slip inside my pants, and I pulled her hand out.

I've ever seen," he murmured, pressing a kiss to her shoulder. She elbowed him lightly. "That's not helping." "Fine." He turned her gently to face him, his expression suddenly serious. "You're terrifying. A goddess of vengeance. The most dangerous woman in New York." His lips quirked into a smile. "And you could still take me in a fight, which is incredibly hot." Rachel snorted, but couldn't suppress the smile tugging at her lips. "You're ridiculous." "And yet, you married me. Twice." He wiggled his eyebrows. "I call that obsession." "Temporary insanity," she shot back. "The doctor said it'll pass." Nathan gasped dramatically, clutching his chest as he collapsed onto the couch.

“My personal life is stable. I’m married to the man who burned a house down to keep me. Try topping that.” Laughter fills the room and Even the chairman cracks a smile. Eleanor raises her glass. “To stability.” Celeste echoes, eyes on Ethan. “To the right choices.” Ethan’s hand finds mine under the table. “To my wife.” The room stills. Celeste’s smile falters, a hairline fracture in her perfect mask. I lean in, kiss him, in front of Celene and the board and Eleanor’s frozen glare. The kiss tastes like victory and Whiskey and mine.

A week ago, the news broke that I'd filed a lawsuit against my wife of more than 20 years, Hazel Cooper, the woman who had shared my bed and my life for over half my adulthood. From that moment on, I became the neighborhood's favorite villain. Everyone called me the heartless man who had climbed his way to success and abandoned his wife and child without remorse. In their eyes, Hazel was flawless. She'd married me when I was poor and struggling. She never complained, even when life was hard. She cared for my sickly mother until her final days. She raised our son almost entirely on her own and turned him into a top student, the kind every family boasted about.

"How could she hit you so hard? And you just stood there and watched, Jesse. Have you forgotten Sinead is your wife?" I was already a little upset. "She has already married someone else with your approval. Have you forgotten that?" Sinead's mother choked on her words and fell silent. After a while, she spoke again. "But that wasn't real. It was only an act. You're the only one taking it seriously." I rolled my eyes. They had all treated those solemn wedding vows as an act, but I couldn't. In fact, I found it filthy. Besides, it had been five years, and they had never told me about Zachary.