Seven Wives Book Novels & Stories

Under the dim lights, I plowed as hard and fast as I could, but Winona Sundown, my wife, was still unsatisfied. "Jonathan Slymouth, can you hurry up? Even if you're useless at everything else, how can you be so useless at this? Are you even a man?" I could no longer recall how many times Winona had taunted me over this same thing. At first, I even mourned and felt hurt due to my ego as a man. I had privately sought many advice and supplements to get Winona to be satisfied with me.

asked Feby who was very curious of course. Huh. What a stupid question. Polygamy is not prohibited, but there will be parties who are hurt, and more experienced is the first wife. If Febi had been in Widya's position, she would most likely have ripped off the third person in her home life. However, look at Ares' first wife. Ten minutes had passed, and the beautiful woman had yet to reveal her sharp fangs and nails. So it's only natural that her attitude raises a big question mark, right?

She moved like a vixen very calm, observant, deadly when needed. And finally, Lilith the eldest political strategist, ruthless negotiator, my first wife. Her marriage to me had been arranged to secure peace between two rival kingdoms. She rarely raised her voice, but when she did, it carried weight. She was the only one who could look me in the eye and speak her mind. Six women, Six alliances, Six chains. And not one of them made me feel anything. I took my seat at the head of the table. The servants moved quickly, pouring wine, setting the dishes. The scent of roasted meat and herbs filled the air, but I barely touched my food.

"The core technology was my development. Elena helped with some administrative tasks in the early days, but the innovative work was mine." Elena stared at her husband as he rewrote their history in real time. Administrative tasks? She had literally written the code that built his empire. "How modest of you, Elena," Catherine said. "It must be satisfying to see your husband's success, even if you prefer to stay behind the scenes now." Elena looked at Catherine, then at Mark's warning expression, then back at Catherine. This was her chance to stay quiet, to be the good wife, to not make waves.

FIRST SEDUCTION Turning Kalvin Straight I slipped back into the house unseen. The time with Brucha had been worth it—he’d handed over the usual thick stack of clean dollars. The image of Dad and Kalvin flashed through my mind again: Brucha staggering, Dad steadying him with that careful, almost tender grip. How does a man ignore beautiful women throwing themselves at him just to cling to another guy? It’s weird. No wonder Dad never remarried. I’d always told myself it was some extreme display of discipline keeping him single.

Kyle continued, his breath warm against her neck. “They choose wives very carefully. Not for love. For bloodlines amd their assets. For what they can bring into the family. Once a woman marries in, she becomes part of the system. But slowly, they isolate her. They make her dependent. They transfer her wealth, her properties, her connections into the family trust. If she becomes too independent, too curious… they break her.” He swallowed hard.

Adrian turned first and pushed the door wider. The room was dark. Empty. Except on the bed, someone had laid out Clara’s white wedding dress. Across the bodice, written in red lipstick, were five words. LET THE NEW WIFE WEAR IT.

Bella My husband had a lot of doors in the mansion. He kept all of them closed. I told myself it wasn't my business to knock. Then I started counting how many then he left the house at midnight. Alex was an outing animal. I always imagined having to marry a man that was grounded in his goals, little did I know I'll find myself trapped in a marriage with no emotions. His life was a cheat map, easy to predict but without knowing the outcome of each move.