Sinbad Wife Novels & Stories

want cash when there's a easier form of transaction." Rachel stated. "I want to see you, silly. Don't you want to see me too?" Sara laughed manically and Rachel let out a low groan of frustration. "Why would I want to see you? Is there anything else worth seeing you about?" Rachel muttered harshly. "You keep hurting me with your words. Don't make me reconsider. If I do, you might not be able to hold on to that title of a billionaire's wife. Do as I asked. I'll tell you the location, okay. You are in Los Angeles right? I saw on a gossip blog that you have arrived here. You look good by the way. " Rachel had just had enough of her sister and her annoying tone. She finally clicked her phone sh

"Because—if you did—I don't know what your taste was back then. She’s got fake boobs, and her body shows fat though she managed to have liposuction." "Wifey, it’s not what you think. I don’t know why Miss James is here." "Okay. But I know why she’s here." Sabrina looked at the woman. "I am his wife," she said by writing on the tablet. "So, how can you satisfy Gabriel if you can’t talk?" the embarrassed woman asked, still showing her cleavage to Gabriel. But Gabriel wasn’t interested; his eyes were on the interrogative Sabrina. "Not talking doesn’t mean not satisfying my husband," Sabrina wrote it down with a smirk. She sat down on her husband’s lap, and he let her have her way.

I felt tears burning my eyes. Sandra didn’t speak at first. Just walked beside me. Then she sighed. “That bitch.” “Same smile. Same tone. Like nothing ever happened,” I whispered. “She my husband. She took my time. And now she’s taking Max too.” Sandra mumured under her breath. “She’s a damn ghost haunting me.” she continued. “You wanna go back in there and punch her again?” I asked her. She laughed. Wiped her tears. “No. Not worth it.”

Silas Everyone knew Hades Sinclair. Hell, I thought I knew him better than most, we’d been close long enough to see the parts other people never did. Still, nothing could have prepared me for the line he dropped over the phone this morning. “That woman is going to be my wife. If she is the woman I’m going to marry, that means you’re going to be her lapdog. So do everything she asks, and ruin anyone who dares bully my wife. Or else, you’ll end up in the grave with them.”

It had become an unspoken rule, which had seen unanimous understanding among the employees at Johnston Group. 'I've been in this company for five years, and I've been by his side for the longest time. Yet, I have never seen him with a woman by his side or heard mentions of him being married. He didn't even have a girlfriend, so where did this 'wife' of his come from?' the woman thought to herself. As she reached for the door, she turned back and glanced at Nicole while gritting her teeth. Then, she left. After Nicole had finished ordering, she gave Jared a slight glance, "Admirer?"

"What?!" Sabrina shouted so loudly. She was shocked what her husband just said. "I said you shall become my mistress or you can say bed warmer and I will let you see my son and let you have the bakery— Thud! Sabrina slapped him hard. "You bastard! I am still your wife! How can you purpose such deal to me?!" Sabrina shouted at top of her lungs. "Wife?!" He asked tauntingly. "You are a fucking whore that I kept under my nose! You don't deserve to be called my wife!" His words pierced her heart breaking it in pieces.

Charlie pouted again like she's saying, she's sitting on that sofa forcibly and not because she likes it. "You're wife is really unique, dude."- I glared at Jake. Unique? What unique? She's abnormal! "Chill dude, it's not so bad to have that kind of wife. It's kinda fun."- Fun? Fun? I will definitely lose my sane in the future. "Anyway, what are you planning about Sabrina?"- What about her? "I don't know and I don't care about her anymore."-He frowned on what I've said. What? It's true.

The first thing she wanted to do as soon as she returned to her shared room with Maxi was to take off the dress and took a nice, warm bath. A few seconds after she entered the room, she heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind her. It was none other than his husband, Maxi. Sabrina still could not believe she was a married woman and someone like Maxi was actually her husband. Never in a million years she dreamt of a hunk like him to be hers. It all still felt so surreal.

As the sizable creatures that we are, I’m surprised that we all fit. Deidre gives me a look, as if private really meant just the two of us and not with our bordering pack’s Alpha. I knew exactly what she meant. But if Sinbad was really going to trust me, he needed to hear this, too. “Tell me--us--what happened.” For the first time in years, Deidre looks uncomfortable. She opens her mouth and closes it again, over and over, as if unable to figure out how to start. “My wife, Sinbad, was a purple before we married.”