Subsitute Wife Novels & Stories

Her words echoed in the air, and everyone around exchanged glances, nodding in agreement, unsure how to react to the tension. “Why is the boss getting angry at madam? I thought he'd be happy she's back.” “Shh, don’t say anything if you value your life. Let the boss hear you, and you might not leave here in one piece.” My wife? I almost scoffed at the word that left her mouth. She wasn't my wife, and she certainly wasn't my Emily. My Emily had died a year ago in an accident orchestrated by her father. This woman before me was just a replacement, and a replacement didn’t have the right to touch me—especially not when I despised being touched.

"You know exactly why I'm here. Tsk tsk, someone has the guts to be mad at me after walking out on our marriage without as much as a goodbye, or isn't that said in London? You can simply hand your husband over to your twin after declaring your undying love for him?" The power in his voice almost forced her to look at him, but she was afraid of how little control she would have if she stared into his eyes, or deceived herself into seeing half of what she felt. And so still staring at the wall, Eve spoke, "It wasn't a real marriage, and Ava is the one you...were always going to marry. I was just the substitute, a stand in." Alessandro scoffed and took another step towards her, his movements pr

Wifey "Come Jenner, let's go home." Jenner blinked when she heard her words. "What?" She asked Amelia smiled before pulling the girl up. "I can't let you live this way when I know I and my husband can help you." Jenner fell back on the floor when she heard Amelia call Dylan her husband. But she didn't fall alone, she took Amelia with her which angered Dylan. Dylan with a dark face walked swiftly to where they were and pulled Amelia up before cleaning her body of any dirt.

" My family was also one of the most respectable family in the society, both my family and your father's family set an arrange marriage for the both of us. We got married but there's no happiness after our marriage. I tried so many times to make the marriage work but your father would not even give me any chance to" " I love your father but he doesn't. The only person he kept calling into her name was Balkis. Then, he couldn't do without her and in return, I had to face the consequences of our parents decision because to him, I was just a substitute bride. Balkis was the only woman he considered as his wife even though, he hasn't married her yet.

His face was unreadable, yet raging below. “You mean…” The voice of Damien became lower and darker. “She pretended to be my wife? You are attempting to inform me a that Alina had disappeared, a day before the wedding and no trace of her, and you had searched, and could not find her, and her location was off and the best thing you could think of is to take the place of her with her sister?” My father nodded. “Yes. It was the only choice we had.”

My voice went low as my cock throbbed watching my wife lick her lower lip "Well, I thought my sweet husband was about to replace me with the same whore that did disgusting things just to get into his life," She held my hand leading me back to the bed. I plopped down, watching as her eyes scanned all over mine. She leaned close and straddled me, rolling her ass on my clothed cock "And why would I replace my wife," I bit down on my lips as my eyes raked all over her body stopping on her nipples that were already poking her dress

"Wife? That's ridiculous. Have we been living as husband and wife all this time? No, that's just you not being a husband to me, while I have been behaving like a wife, even though you never appreciate it." William was silent; what Laura said was true. He had always been cold to Laura, whereas Laura had always positioned herself as a wife. "If you want a divorce, I agree. After all, I'm just a substitute, right? And you never wanted me either! Please divorce me, William Anderson!" Laura said firmly. "I will never divorce you!" William's emphatic denial made Laura laugh, as if what he said was just nonsense. "Hahaha... you're so funny... not divorcing me, then, Michelle? Will, I've already sac

"I'm offering you a secretarial position as well as ten million dollars in exchange for being my wife." What in the world is going on here? "Are you crazy?" I stated. "No, but I'm sure you're the wonderful woman I'm looking for to fill in for my wife. To fill her empty space, and save my reputation." He smirked, "Ten million dollars just pretending to be my wife, after that we can file a divorced when I found out where my wife hiding." He's asking me to replaced his wife's position. I am tempted, but he's insane...

"Baby... you're incredible." That voice... belonged to her husband. Tristan Kensington. The man she'd been married to for three years. Alena pushed the door open slowly. The scene before her squeezed her heart like a vice. On the king-size bed she'd bought with money earned from her grueling hours at the multinational PR firm, her husband was tangled with another woman. Not just any woman. She was— "SIENNA?!" Alena's voice pierced the air. The cake box slipped from her hands and hit the floor with a crash, making both figures on the bed jolt.

"It's a legal marriage, you can't just come and take her place." "Of course I can. She is nobody, Nora. She's just a substitute who is taking my place, but not for long. Egil will never love her as he loved me. As soon as he knows that I'm alive and willing to return to him, he will welcome me and get rid of her. I'll have the support of my father and my brother too." "I guess you have everything figured out then." Nora passes her the bowl of soup with a spoon. Nadia nods and sips the soup she offers.