Stevie Turner Husband Novels & Stories

The wife said, walking towards her best friend and planting a passionate kiss on her. “What? But we were married. How could you betray me like this?” Steve asked between his pain. He could feel his life force seeping away. If he didn’t get treatment soon, he would die. “Why would I marry such a pitiful man like yourself if not for the large life insurance I placed on you?” The wife said, and the two women laughed as they left, leaving Steve wailing, hoping someone would hear his wails. Soon, no one came, and Steve died. The scene then turned dark; Steve had his eyes closed for a good number of minutes then another scene took place. He was in an apartment making love to another woman.

He held his stomach and felt nauseous as he thought of the possibility that she could have married Steve all these years while he kept grieving. He quickly made a phone call to someone in Panama and said, "please check if Steve Gabriel is married and what he is currently up to and get back to me as soon as possible." He knew that it wouldn't be a difficult task as this was the same person who had investigated Steve for him, five years ago. Angelo paced up and down as he waited for information on Steve. After what seemed like forever, the private investigator called him and said, "yes he is married. I have sent all the information to your mail."

His eyes went to Steve who was still standing there with all eagerness. Jerk. "Who is this?" Jones asked me. "Um...he is.." "Steve Carmen. Nice to meet you" He cut me off. He extended his hand for a shake which Jones didn't refuse. Why would he? He won't if he knew how this jerk here made my life a living hell back then at Sinion. All the insults and mockeries, God It's still so vivid in my head. "Am Jones Martins her husband" Jones said with all possessiveness which I liked especially now in front of this jerk.

He said as if to remind her. "I'm sorry my staff probably wasn't able to locate where to send the invites, they probably didn't think you'll be interested to go. My apologies." She said. "No problem." He replied but his gaze is lock with the man on her side who holds her protectively. " Honey this is Mr. Harvey, Robert Harvey that is., a friend of mother. Mr Harvey this is my husband Tristan Hewitt." The two man lock eyes on each other. One a little bit older, another two decades younger but both have strong personality. Both are successful in their chosen field, both are good looking that are being chased and desired by women.

“Hey, you've been off lately. I heard you've not been feeling great. I understand it's the first days of work. How are you now?” Did he not know that I was married to Edward? “I'm much better now thank you” “It's been hectic here without you. Honestly thank goodness you're back” He took a mug and stood beside me. “You know I've been wondering…” he wiped his face “I've been wanting to ask. Will you go out to dinner with me?” Steven was such a sweet guy. If I wasn't hooked on Edward, I would have loved to date him. How could he not know I was married to Edward? I guess no one in the company knew either.

"I'm glad you understand." "I do. Who is this guy, by the way? Is he your new boyfriend?" "My husband." Bev’s eyes widened in shock as she screamed, "What the fuck? You got married and didn't tell any of us? Wow, Jessie. Wow." "Calm down. It won't last anyway. We'll be done soon."

She had no doubt they were billionaires , because they were well known people. ‘I just want to go home.’ “Tasha?” She heard a familiar voice call. Her heart skipped a beat as she turned back to see Steve behind her. “Steve…” She embraced him and for the first time that evening, a genuine smile lit up her face. “You came.” “Yep! I did.” Steve answered and they both disengaged. “Why are you alone? Where is your husband?” He asked, scanning the people. “He is over there, with other people of his caliber.” She said, looking at him.

reverberated in his mind, stirring up emotions he had buried deep within. "Emily is my wife," Steve replied, his voice carrying a mixture of defensiveness and uncertainty. "As long as I want her, she's mine. And if I ever grow tired of her, I'll leave. You don't have to stress over it." His words, though spoken with bravado, betrayed a hint of insecurity. Steve had never considered the possibility of divorce, and the mere suggestion of it shook him to his core. Behind his confident facade lay a tumult of doubts and fears, leaving him grappling with the uncertainty of his own feelings towards Emily and their marriage.

"You should, you need a man in your life." "Martha, I don't need men who I don't know very well. My husband decided to punish me by sending my porn to you guys but it didn't get to mom and dad and the rest of our extended family he had the contact. My lover didn't tell me of my son's boxing and he also killed him. What new surprises will I get from these men." "I know that your husband went too far in doing that, but he was hurt, maybe you need to be faithful to him from now on, you guys would have nothing to worry about."

“She has a husband. Let her husband take care of her. You’d better rest, alright? Don’t you have to go to the office tomorrow?” That sentence only made Ethan’s jaw tighten. “Precisely because of her husband, I have to go. Move!” Ethan snapped. Stevani looked at him with reddening eyes. “You really care about her, don’t you?” Stevani asked even though she already knew the answer. “Then what do you think I am? I’m your wife, Ed. Don’t forget that. I’m your legal wife!” Stevani tried to remind Ethan not to cross the line.