Stacey Wife Crazy Novels & Stories

Monalisa yelled as she threw things away, turning the house into a mess. ……. Stacia stood outside her place excitedly, waiting for Barry. He informed her that he was coming to her place, she doesn't know why but the fact that she gets to see him is enough for her. "Hi...". She smiled and greeted as he approached her, "I have something to tell you and I'll say it here, I'm married and my wife will soon give birth" he started, "I know that". Stacia said plainly, "Why are you threatening my wife? He frowned,

"She thinks we're both trying to outshine her at every turn, especially by marrying influential men." Leaning in closer to her, I couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of gossiping with my wife about her supposed friends. It was a scenario I never imagined myself in. "Seriously?" I asked a hint of disbelief in my voice. Amy nodded eagerly. "I know, right? It's ridiculous," she continued, her voice filled with disbelief. "As if we're plotting to steal her spotlight by just marrying." I shook my head in amusement. "Well, it sounds like Stacy has some issues she needs to work on."

Suddenly, Martin understood why Gina admired her—and maybe even why Lucien had— "Young lady, twisted your ankle and still making your boyfriend wait?" The hot dog vendor's voice broke his thoughts. Cynthia had just taken the food when a car screeched to a halt nearby. Out jumped Stacey, her large frame squeezing out of the vehicle. Her eyes widened the moment she saw Cynthia, and she charged like a furious hen. Stacey stormed over and raised her hand—only for Cynthia to catch her wrist mid-air, her grip unyielding. "Not afraid of making headlines, hitting your son's wife in public?" Cynthia's voice was icy.

"Clara. What do I owe this... dramatic interruption?" "Don't you 'Clara' me!" She stormed across the room, slamming her palms on my desk, making the papers jump. "Your wife! That meek little mouse you keep locked up! She just humiliated me! In public!" I raised an eyebrow, my curiosity rising despite myself. Stacy? Causing a scene? That didn't sound like my timid bride. "I find that hard to believe. Stacy knows her place." "Her place?" Clara let out a shrill, disbelieving laugh. "She called me a homewrecker! A mistress! In the middle of a crowded coffee shop! She shoved me, Matt! She told everyone she was taking her husband back!"

“I am not ready.” I made her wait until I was done foaming the body wash on her delicate shoulders, then I gathered her hair in my fists and applied shampoo. When my silence greeted her, she looked at me over her shoulder. Her pissed face and red angry eyes glared at me. “If you want a child so much then why don’t you fuck some other woman and build a family with her. Why are you so adamant on tormenting me? First you stalked me, married me against my will and now you want to impose a child on me?” She blurted. Her lips wobbled. “I am your wife for fucks sake not a damn breeder.” Her eyes full of sweet anger. I agonised day and night to see her emotions other than fear—even if it was her ang

His blood was boiling. "Mr Dominic Winf..." "Yes I do" Came a cold voice from Dominic as he glare at the Priest who shuddered in fear. Poor him. "I now p..pro..noun you both a..as Hus..band a..and wife" The priest stammer as his hand shaking. The wife was crazy and the husband was damn scary. 'Fuck!' Chantel cursed inwardly. This asshole is now her husband. Her fist clinch beside her as she roll her tongue inside.

"Anna, I can see through your thoughts. You just don't want a divorce and are deliberately dragging this out!" I couldn't be bothered to even give her a glance. Since she liked the cheater, she could have him. It wouldn’t be too hard to find another man. I didn't know what Sherry said that pleased Zack, but he wrapped his arm around her waist and walked inside. After yesterday's incident, most of the staff at the civil affairs bureau recognized me. When they saw me behind Sherry and Zack, they immediately understood what was going on. The member of staff who tried to comfort me said sarcastically, “People need to have common sense. I’ve never seen a man who’s in such a rush to marry a mistre

"What the hell?? I told you to not call me. Why does that you understand?? It's over between us." He was listening. "Shut up. Don't you dare say anything about her? I have already gotten confused about her too much. I know about her. I trust her." He was again taking a pause. "Shut the fuck up. You are talking about my wife. It doesn't matter if I don't accept her whatever We are legally bound and I respect her. You have no right to talk about her." I was unable to understand that. I was silent but I knew that someone was trying to manipulate him. That's why he was all mad and angry. What was the actual matter?? I couldn't understand anything."

"Larry quickly said. "You're a bozo!"Annie screamed. "A bozo?,well,since it's you, I'm happy to be a bozo. Your bozo."Larry replied. "If I stay with you I will just go crazy!"Annie yelled. "Yes,I will drive you crazy with roses,with care,with red, everything."Larry replied. Annie opened her mouth and glanced sideways then scoffed. She tucked her hair behind her ears and nodded. "I see,for a man who chained me to the her to take advantage of me is really crazy. So why I'm I really shocked?"

Loud, bitter, and painful. Clap. Clap. Clap. “Oh, so now we’re husband and wife? Now, after I left the house because I was ‘suffocating’ you? Now, after you called me cruel… Now, after I watched my family burn and you had nothing but coldness to give? Now you remember we’re husband and wife?” I stepped back, breathing hard. “Well, dear Killian,” I said slowly, “I’m not coming with you. I’d like to stay here.”