Sexy Marriage Stories Novels & Stories

"You—what? Oh, Allie, this is rich. If Liam Hart is your husband, I’ll throw myself off the top of the Empire Tower." Ava and Scarlett exchanged wide-eyed glances, their disbelief evident. "Allie… are you serious?" Scarlett whispered. "You’re married to Liam Hart?" "Yes," Allie confirmed, her voice steady. "And before you ask, no, it wasn’t some scandalous affair. We’ve been married for a while now." The weight of her words settled heavily in the van. No one spoke. No one even breathed. Vivian finally shook her head, regaining her composure. "Oh, this is hilarious. At best, you’re his dirty little secret, and

Or a one-night mistake. Sometimes... it begins with two stubborn people who refuse to stop choosing each other. And on my part... this love story started the day I seduced my own billionaire husband.

“Lucas I want to remind you for the umpteenth time, this shit right here, us, this is a fake marriage, just In case you've forgotten, the last time I checked you had bluntly told me not to cross boundaries, so don't add to my injury please,” “You've quite grown some balls, you were almost on your knees a few weeks ago pleading for me to help you sort your lies, and now you can talk?” I pulled my hands from my pocket, and crossed them over my chest. She pulled her head back and laughed hysterically, her laughter immediately seized as she turned towards me. “I wouldn't have said this but I think I have to, Mr. Lucas Harrison, I overheard your conversation with your friend some days ago, about

Mrs Valentino looks at me with calm detachment, like she already knows how this ends, while Mr Valentino leans back in his chair, his fingers steepled beneath his chin, curiosity and focus clear on his face. “There are, of course, conditions,” Mrs Valentino says. Of course there are. There’s always a catch. I lean back slightly, bracing myself for whatever comes next, remaining silent as I wait for her to go on. “You will be married to our son, Stephano Valentino, by the end of this week. The ceremony will be private. Legal. No press.” My head spins. This week? Married? I blink at her, trying to process the words. “This week?”

"Really? Then how was it? Explain to everyone how you've been calling me every week, giving me marriage advice while sleeping with my husband. Tell them about all the times you helped me pick out lingerie for anniversaries when Stefan was really working late with you." "That's enough!" Mom stepped forward. "Rose would never..." "Never what, Mom? Never lie? Never manipulate? Never steal something that belonged to her sister?" I pulled out my phone, playing the last voicemail from Stefan. His voice filled the hallway: "Rose is my soulmate, Camille. We tried to fight it, but some people are just meant to be together. You have to understand..." The silence that followed was deafening. Rose recov

"Kian went straight to the parking lot. Jewel followed him. He pushed her away. He even shouted at Jewel because she was teasing him for them to go to his condo." "Kian is furious. I don't think he meant what happened. I don't know. Kissing another woman is also an act of cheating especially if you are married, "said Macy's friend. She even rolled his eyes. She was the showiest in their group. "We didn't hear what they were talking about because we were watching from afar. But Jewel entered the bar again. Then Kian got in his car. He didn't leave right away. Maybe he was frustrated or thinking about Jewel's offer— ouch!"

I heard James sigh as I scooted back to sit next to Shawn, who lifted his index finger to his lips, “Tonight was not the night for that, and you know it. I explicitly explained that I have to keep up appearances.” “But why does it have to involve her?” Marina spat the word ‘her’ as if it burned her to say. “We are married!” James shouted, “To everyone here, she is my wife. And I have already explained to you why I married her.” “Everyone here doesn’t matter,” Marina whispered, sounding hurt, “What happened to the man I knew before the accident?” James released a heavy breath that even I could hear from behind the walls of this clubhouse, “Come here,” he whispered.

The twists that had shaped their story had led them to a place where love triumphed over secrecy, and the mansion's grandeur became a reflection of the enduring power of genuine connection. As they faced the future hand in hand, Victoria and Alexander, once entangled in a secret marriage, emerged as architects of a love story that defied expectations. The echoes of redemption became a melody that lingered in the corridors of Sterling Manor, a reminder that every twist in their journey had led them to a place where love could endure and thrive.

"Which was?" He brought out a wallet, a really old beat-up wallet. I couldn't recognize it. Doesn't look like my dad's or Ian's and definitely not Trevor's. So whose is it? I looked at Dixon to see if he understands anything, but he looks just as confused as I was. Adam rolled his eyes at us before placing the wallet on the table. "It's Simon's. And you know where things get pretty interesting. After looking into him, we found out he is married to Sophie Sparrow."

she muttered, swirling the liquid in the cup. "Well he is your husband and I thought you said he had sex with you last night. Doesn't it mean you've settled?" She frowned. "We've far from settled" "Oh," she smirked. "So it was hate sex then" "Call it whatever you want, I'm not discussing my sex life with you" Becky chuckled. "What do you think about this one?" From where Dawn sat, she looked up at the sad excuse for a dress Becky held up.