Subliminal Wife Training Novels & Stories

And I love our daughter too." They stayed like that for a long moment, grinning through their tears, overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of what they'd created together. Around them, their family buzzed with quiet excitement, but Nathan barely noticed. All he saw was Rachel—his wife, his love, the mother of his child and the perfect little life they'd made together. And as Isabella curled her tiny fingers around his thumb, Nathan knew without a doubt that this….this breathtaking love was everything he'd ever wanted. ***** The hospital room was quiet now, with family gone for the night and all of them with Sara promising to come back in the morning. Only the soft hum of machines and

Her phone lit up again. I walked over. On the screen was a preview of WhatsApp notifications: James: [Your husband came today, I’m so scared. [Will he hurt our child? [When are you coming to see Noah? He says he misses his Mom.] The shower was silent.

“Responsible… how?” His gaze flicked back to me. “To make sure you don’t fail.” Mrs. Carter stepped forward. “You will learn everything,” she said calmly. “Miss Alina’s routines, preferences, speech patterns, social habits.” Her eyes locked onto mine. “And you will learn quickly.” A chill ran down my spine. This wasn’t help. This was training. No— This was control. “I understand,” I said, forcing steadiness into my voice. Mrs. Carter nodded once. “Good.”

With each phrase he spoke, my chest clenched a little more. "When you saw me on Television, did the only thing you really see in me was Liliana, your wife and not Zaniyah Moore who was your childhood friend?" If I had believed that nothing could be more painful than what he had spoken before, I would not have imagined that his refusal to give me my expected answer would have driven a knife further into my chest. "It's always been Liliana, Zaniyah. I only take you here because I want you to be her substitute. I want you to be my substitute wife."

Out in the open field, Xipher and I stood ready to begin Rayna’s training. “How do we proceed with this training with both of you?” Xipher asked, and I smiled. “Rayna and I have been in communication. I will allow her access to her body as I will instruct her from inside.” I walked up to my husband and wrapped my arms around his neck, “I will instruct her to open her thoughts so that I can hear you. It will be easier that way. Just remember when I relinquish her body to her, she will be Rayna, not me.” I said with a serious expression.

Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk.

Brandon's management team, the bodyguards, and that arrogant property manager were all instantly pinned to the ground, crying and wailing. Cassie watched the dark gun barrels aimed at her and finally broke down completely. She screamed at me hysterically, "Arthur! You can't do this to me! I'm your wife! I was wrong! I was really wrong! Make them let me go! Please! Don't you love me? You've sacrificed so much for me. You can't be this heartless!" However, the only response she got was the soldiers coldly pulling her arms behind her back and binding them tightly with restraints. Her precious designer dress was pulled out of shape. Her carefully styled hair hung in disheveled tangles, making he

Their lips were locked together, and they were completely lost in the moment. My mind went blank. I trembled as I demanded to know what they were doing. Rachel pulled away from him and explained calmly that they were doing trauma exposure therapy. They were recreating the scene from the day her sister died. She said it was to help Daniel face danger again and accept reality so he could heal. Her explanation sounded righteous, but the blush on her face gave her away. Daniel stood behind her with a smug smile full of provocation. Before I could even react, she said coldly, “You’re not getting angry again, are you? You know this is for treatment.”

He doesn’t even spare me a glance. “Lena is not a slave, and I need her to…” “Go” he cuts me off. “The woman would not be leaving.” “But…” “That’s final. Now leave Maria.” Walter roars with laughter along with the scantily dressed women perched on his laps. “Dear me! I’ve heard about the way you discipline the women in your household, but I didn’t think it extended to even your wife.” Cheeks burning in humiliation, I hurry out of the room with Walter’s maid before Sebastain can say something worse.

She asks regretting the decision when she ordered to let her be trained. " It's so cringe when you use some stupid tricks from novels. I trust my husband more than myself. Even though he has his problem at least I am sure you are not his type. Goodbye, Miss. Get married and be pregnant. I bless you!" Alisha sneers at her. Showing the faithfulness towards her husband. She plans to provoke her to find something. From her calculation and the phone number she just used, Alisha is quite confident that the girl knows who she is.