Shared Wives Stories Novels & Stories

Maria cried out loud her shoulder is shaking and she's tightly gripping my shirt. "Wish you we're my wife too..." We have the right love but at the wrong time.

"But not with me, Nick. You didn't want a baby with me. So, what do you expect me to do? Force myself again in your life? Ruin our lives again? Why would I even read a story knowing fully well how it would end?" "I want to do better this time. It's not going to be the same." This conversation felt like deja vu, like the conversation they had when they decided to get married. That time, it was Nikolai who was hesitant that things would work. Belle was the one who promised it would. Her ignorance made her turn a blind eye to the fact that it takes two for a marriage to work. That it takes more than the need to fulfill a responsibility for a marriage to last. Love wasn't even in the equation. T

This particular article was specially written by Rohan’s faithful’s, and it circulated widely. The old man was not surprised, he knew that Rohan has a lot of skeleton on his cupboard. Especially when he comes to women, he has heard many stories, although no one has come to him personally to complain except Vera; Rohan’s twin sister. ……. Things really turned upside down, and both husband and wife were now patients in their own hospital. And even if the incident did not happen, Rohan had no desire to take Chin Cho to his grandfather, considering the way he was feeling on the day of the wedding.

She said, “The previous matriarch of the Fisher family was quite unfortunate too. She loved and trusted her younger sister so much but was betrayed, and only one of her two children is left now.” “My sister-in-law’s mom is the most pitiful person.” Kevin told Hayden about the story of Zachary’s mother-in-law. Hayden said, “I’m aware of your brother and sister-in-law’s love story. After your brother revealed that he was married, it created a huge stir not just in Wiltspoon, but also affected the business industry of Wiltspoon’s neighboring cities.

“People talk about how violent ghettos are, but don’t realize how scary it is around the wealthy. No one’s family gets as rich as the people I know, from being good Christians and loving the world.” “Really?” Her cheeks rose as she grinned. He immediately loved the way her whole face lit up with excitement. “Really. There’s a whole lot of rich people who are seriously corrupt individuals.” “Okay. Then prove it,” she said. “Tell me what’s the craziest gossip you’ve ever heard among the rich and twisted.” “You mean something crazier than two brothers playing mind games with women?” “Yes. Even wackier.” “I know a man who has four wives. And with each wife, he has kids with them. The worst part

I rumbled on. “Yes sir I understand.” Gary said seriously like he was in an interview. “Good, well you see, this my friend, he is married and his marriage just started to feel amazing, if you know what I mean.” “Of course I do. I have been married too for a very long time if you ask me.” Gary said with a wide smile. Good, I thought, adjusting more in my seat. “Okay, but this my friend, his wife is a twin and they are identical. Just different eye color and character.”

We moved away from the window and the yard below continued its nighttime business without us, the garden settling and the guest house light still on and somewhere in the dark above us three children sleeping with the deep sleep of people who were exactly where they were supposed to be. Some love stories begin with a contract. Ours began the moment I finally looked at her and understood that she was never just my wife. She was always my home. But that was not the end of the story. That was just the place where the story became what it had always been building toward: the ongoing ordinary extraordinary of two people who had found their way to each other and kept finding it, every day, in the s

Close enough to wonder what kind of man carried that story for two years and still got up in the morning looking like stone. “Who took her?” she whispered. His eyes returned to hers. “I don’t know.” The bedroom door unlocked behind them. Slowly. Mrs Vale gasped. Adrian moved instantly, pulling Elena behind him again, but not before she saw the door open by inches. A man’s voice came from the hallway, old and cold and pleased. “Send in the contract wife.”

“You see, I’ve been so busy with work lately that I’ve been getting forgetful. Since you’re here, why don’t we all take a day to relax and unwind, just the three of us?” Hearing that, Bryan jumped up excitedly. “Yay! Mommy, can we go to the zoo? You and Uncle David were in his room playing games without me.” The room instantly fell silent. Olivia, who was rarely flustered, quickly said, “Hugh, don’t listen to Bryan. We haven’t done anything in the room. David’s just been interested in scripture lately, and I was explaining some passages to him. That’s all.” “You don’t need to explain. You’re my wife, and he’s my brother. I trust you both, and I’m sure you would never do anything to betray me

Anna’s POV --- Morning By morning— The internet is on fire. --- The Headlines Every news platform. Every business blog. Every gossip account. All repeating the same story. > CONTRACT MARRIAGE EXPOSED CEO’S WIFE “HIRED” FOR IMAGE CONTROL ROMANCE OR CORPORATE FRAUD? And somehow— Reading it the second time hurts more than the first. --- The Mansion The dining room feels unusually tense. Not because of Xavier. Because of me. Because every time my phone vibrates, my chest tightens automatically now.