The Hunting Wives Netflix Novels & Stories

“The only time Talia was present was the one clip you saw. She paid it no mind. She was a young girl. And I was barely around, lost in my own head.” Hunter presses the remote. “As for me being the financial scapegoat for my wife’s family… for her to treat me the way she did while I never treated her family any differently, even her sick sister, whom I would still take care of after today, let me show you the next slide.” A picture fills the screen: Swan, flanked by two other women. Hunter frowns. “You know, when you do a deep dive into people, you should do it before you marry them. Before you have children with them.”

She looked at him sharply. Hunter scratched his right eyebrow before and licked his lips carelessly before he answered her question. “Shouldn’t you be resting at home than visiting my office and asking unnecessary questions? Especially when you know I won’t answer!” He stared at her with the same cold face. Jenny looked at him and cursed under her breath. “You think I’m a fool, huh? You think I don’t know what you are planning?” She glared in return. “If you are so expert in knowing everything, how did you not know where your husband was man whoring, leaving his seven months pregnant wife alone at home?” Hunter knew he pinched her wrong nerves, making the woman freeze in her seat. Jenny gasp

"It looks like a billionaire ex-husband trying to drag two five-year-olds into a custody circus because he can't stand watching his ex-wife win." The room went quiet. "That's not fair," I said. "Fair doesn't trend, Mr. Blackwood. This does." She turned one of the screens toward me. A photo of Nicholas and Nicole, blurred, climbing into an SUV, with a red banner underneath reading WHO IS PROTECTING THESE CHILDREN FROM THE PRESS? My stomach turned. "Pull it down."

I parted my lips, but no words came out. It felt as if something had lodged itself in my throat. She had said Hunter was her husband, but the man in that photo was my husband of five years. The Hayes family was one of the most powerful families in Havenbrook, with influence reaching into every corner of the city. That was why we had kept our marriage a secret. Hunter had told me it was to protect me. He said he was too busy with work, and once the media found out, they would never leave me alone.

"Jason, they humiliated us in front of everyone we know. They announced their marriage at our wedding reception. How is murder too extreme?" Chloe got up and walked to the television in the dining room, then turned it on. The headlines began almost immediately. “Ex-wife of billionaire CEO Jason Hunt marries his uncle: The newly wedded couple had appeared at Jason and Chloe’s wedding to announce their marriage.” Images of Chelley holding the gift she and Dorian brought kept flashing across the screen while the news analyst went on about it. “See? This is exactly what I’ve been saying. It’s better we kill them,” Chloe concluded before returning to her seat.

Vivienne shakes her head, “He took advantage of me. When I saw you in that hospital bed, your back was covered in burns, and the doctors said you might not survive. It broke something in me. I’m not the type of woman who cheats.” “You never came to see me,” I say through gritted teeth. “I did. When they first brought you in. Before the surgery. They were still trying to remove your clothes. I ran away when I saw it.” I scoff, “So you are the type that runs when things get hard. I’m glad I didn’t marry you. I deserve a woman who accepts all of me, even my scars.” “Do you think your wife could stomach it. I’d like to see what her reaction would be. What does she do when she sees your scars?”

Aliyah was still trying to wrap her head around whatever it was that just happened when her door burst open, Juliet with a panicked and shocked expression came rushing to her. “Oh my! Did she hurt you?!” Aliyah's frown deepened, “No. Can someone tell me..” Her words trailed off as Juliet snatched the remote on the table and clicked on it, the television sprang to life. On it, are the same woman's pictures and somehow her husband's pictures were there too. “What is going on?” But her question was met with a very alarming headlines. **Shocking, Natalia Hayes is back! The billionaire, Romero Kingsley's ex wife.**

[Man Produces Wedding Photo, Internet Discovers Bride Is Wearing A Motorcycle Helmet. I rubbed my forehead. The comments section had already descended into complete chaos. “WHAT IS GOING ON?” “Wasn’t Aiden Harrison her husband?” “Forget husband. At this point, Annalise apparently has enough spouses to start her own village.” “Current count: twenty-three husbands, six mothers-in-law, three fathers-in-law, four brothers-in-law, and one grandmother demanding visitation rights.” “I’m crying.” “No seriously. Which one is real?” “Every minute someone new appears.”

He tried to hide his moans in the mattress and I stopped moving instantly. “Cry if you have to," I sneered. "But don’t you dare muffle my name." My voice was thick with pleasure. "I want the whole house to know who is making you scream like this.” He nodded slightly. "Fucking mine," I said, gripping his waist and going all in with one poweful thrust. He cried out so loudly that I was sure the entire staff would be able to hear him. Good. They should know that I was fucking the husband that I married today.

“You really did well by raising their idea of the pre-wedding shoot. It seemed to have cleared the air a little bit” “Happy married life, bro. Can't wait to be a good father, though,” Damon said, determined to get on his perk. “Shut your Goddamn mouth shut, Damon if you have nothing productive to say.” “.....chill, Bro…..These are just a few of the comments from the comment section. It is trending now.#Hunters Pre-wedding shoot and it seemed a lot of guys are actually after your wife” Hunter's blood was evident on his face, he wanted to stop him from scrolling through those comments, especially the one that had to deal with the appraisal of his wife for guys.