Tengen Wives Novels & Stories

Made it hard to take my mind elsewhere, away from the pain and horror of what was being done to me. But Zefiro doesn't need to speak to me, and on the few occasions that he does, I don't understand what he says anyway, because it's all Italian. Perhaps, it is because he knows that there's no greater turn on for a woman than hearing the moans of pleasure you force from her lips, and the squishing of her own pussy as you fuck her. I do not comprehend how his wife could cheat on a man like him. It surely has nothing to do with his sexual prowess because...a strangled breath escapes me when he says, "Reach for the desk."

“Thomas, did you know why I agreed to hold the wedding with Alex? That’s because you’ve always been a pushover like you are now! You never act like a man! You always chose to back off during work and has never surpassed Alex! Even after work you act the same way. You never dared to anger me and even took the initiative to move out of your own house! You’re just a coward!” Before she could finish speaking, a lazy woman’s voice sounded at the door. “Thomas, are you done packing yet? The MPV’s still waiting outside!”

Sakha returned to the field feeling still annoyed. He regretted having gone home earlier, even if only for a moment. Because his third wife, Nia, never stopped teasing him even though she knew that day was not her schedule. Sakha does not really like aggressive women and is always willing to interfere in his affairs. Nia knows that, not to interfere in Sakha’s business, even though they are husband and wife. The three wives of Sakha know this, but sometimes they often forget because they are controlled by their own feelings.

Jian was even more disdainful and unforgiving. Jane Tong pursed her lips, "Mrs. Jane, Ms. Ding, let's take the report." She would never pull a fight for these two, but, she also didn't have the time to be here, listening to these two of Jane Zhendong's first and second wives hooking up with each other. Seemingly a little tired, always especially tired lately, especially after coming back from Italy, Jane Tong moved half a step aside without any trace, leaning her back slightly against the wall.

Tera mumbled softly, her throat dry from the moans and screams she had let out, as if competing with the rolling waves in the ocean. "If you don't like me meeting other women, do you think I'd like it if you met other men?" Tera grumbled. "You don't like it if I meet other women?" Tera shook her head. Sebastian stared at her intently, probing. "Which wife would like it when her husband meets other women?" "Perhaps a wife who frequently demands a divorce would be happy if I did that. Aren't you that kind of wife? Quick to ask for a separation. Quick to let go of everything. You even easily suggested that I should find another woman to replace you," Sebastian retorted.

On the other end was her husband’s frantic tone, “Mary, why aren’t you here yet?! The few important leaders brought their wives over, and you’re the only one who’s late! Don’t forget. You’re not the main character today! No! Come here this instant!” “Ah, hubby!” Mary said to her husband cutely, “I know I’m not the main character today, but which of the wives are prettier and younger than me today? Which of them have your rank? Although I’m not the main character, I should at least be in second place.” “What nonsense are you talking about?! Come here right now!” Sean was so angry he was about to scold his wife. Everyone sat there and looked at the cold tyrant seated in the most important part

Suddenly, my voice was swift and soft as I collected the papers from her. I gave a single and a loud clap. In minutes, all the workers in the mansion fell out. They stood in a straight line with their hands crossed in front of them. “Mrs Blackwood!” I announced and they all bowed in greetings. “Do what is necessary and make sure that she is treated like I’m treated.” I ordered, and they nodded. I had five workers: the chef, the cleaner, the gardener, the driver and their director. I pulled my beloved wife from their sight, “The court wedding is tomorrow and after then, I’ll send my lawyers to clear and settle all the issues with the debt.” I smiled, trying to get comfortable with the new dev

I ask, stepping slightly to the side so I am no longer hidden behind Caleb's shoulder. The woman lets out a soft, mocking chuckle. "He hasn't told you about me? I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Caleb always did like to bury things he couldn't handle." She looks back at Caleb, her expression softening into something desperate. "I'm Nancy, honey. I'm his wife."

Diana told, smiling awkwardly that I heard from the other earphone on my right ear. “Oh, you’re married,” Christian smiled forcefully, and he scratched the back of his head. “Yes, we are. So, back off,” Neil announced like he was daring Christian, so, I pulled my hand from his grip. “Hey, stop it,” I butted in, glaring at my husband. “Sis, let’s talk again later. Okay? We’ve got to go. Customer. Bye!” Diana bid a goodbye, and turned off the video call immediately when she sensed that my husband seemed upset.

I clench my fists around the steering wheel. David and I have been married for almost eight years. He does not love me; I know that we got married because I was pregnant. I was eighteen, it was a drunken mistake. Who knew that everything they sold at the bar had alcohol in it. David was older than me and took responsibility as he put it at the time. He was thirty at the time. He told me he would be there for me and our baby, he was already in the navy at the time. Now he is a Navy seal and is deployed for years on end to months on end. He provides and loves his daughter; I cannot fault him for that.