The Invisible Wife Turned Savage Novels & Stories

A woman with a bitchy face seemed unaffected by her husband's actions and was still in dreamland. Alex Matthew Forest: "What did you say? Wait a minute. You make me suspicious. Who are you? Are you an alien or a ghost? You have been acting weird, like you are not the Massimo I used to know. Since when did you and Abby hit it off? Are not you the one who ever told me if you hate your wife?"

"HOME INVASION - MASKED THIEVES CLAIM HOT COUPLE." What the hell? The thumbnail showed a woman spread eagle wide, a thick cock buried in her pink pussy while her husband watched a fat cock buried in his ass. Shock didn't even begin to describe what I was seeing on the screen. The Mira I knew loved vanilla stuff—lights off, missionary style, no sounds or moans during sex. Even seeing that she was watching p**n was appalling and out of character for her. My gut twisted. The voice of reason told me to close the tab and get to work, but I tapped play anyway.

Because here was the secret no one knew: beneath the glasses, beneath the frump, Crystal was drop dead gorgeous. Full lips. High cheekbones. Skin like cream. Curves that could make a man run wild. Eyes that could stop traffic. She had learned young that beauty was a curse. It attracted envy. Invited betrayal. So she buried it. Became invisible. Now she was married to a man who had no idea what his wife actually looked like. "Still daydreaming?" Savannah Vale materialized before her, champagne flute in hand, smile sharp as glass. Ethan's sister. Her tormentor.

Every image revealed a part of a life Vivian had never known existed in that house. Adrian stood completely still. His eyes remained fixed on the screen. I watched his face carefully. He looked confused and shocked. And finally, something I hadn't expected. Pain. The guests began whispering among themselves. “Who is that woman?” “I thought Vivian was his first wife.” “They look married.” “Why have we never heard about her?” Vivian turned toward Adrian. “What is this?” Adrian didn't answer. His eyes remained on the screen. Then another wedding picture appeared. This time, I was looking directly at the camera while Adrian stood beside me. The room became even quieter. I folded my arms and watc

My vision was starting to fail and at this speed, I was sure I wouldn't even last a full month. On the third day or so, they all entered but didn't lay a hand on me. Instead, they turned on a small TV in the interrogation room. "In a shocking turn of events," the news anchor said, "the wife of the city’s favorite doctor, Xavier Graves, has been revealed as a master manipulator. Sources say Avina Graves suffered from deep-seated anxiety and an obsession with controlling her husband’s wealth."

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

“My boss waited, trusted you—put his honor on the line because you assured him the woman would be in his bed that night.” James blinked in panic. “W-what?” “Don’t act stupid,” the man growled, stepping closer, the air between them charged. “You sold her. You sold your wife like a piece of meat. And now? My boss is furious. You gave him the wrong woman.” James’s mouth fell open in horror. “What? No! No brothers, I swear—I sent her to that hotel room myself. She walked in. I saw her enter the suite—my wife! Rita!” he said, his voice rising, desperate, pleading. “I did everything right!”

Caroline was furious and tried to break free from Johan's subordinates who tied her hands with a large and strong rope. "You mustn't mention another man's name in front of your husband, darling." Caroline spat in Johan's face in disgust. Johan took a deep breath and did not accept Caroline's disrespectful treatment. Finally, he drugged his wife and Caroline became unconscious. "Sir, where are you taking this woman?" "To the next playground," replied the enigmatic Johan.

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?”

Iris was trembling badly, as if a basin of cold water had just poured on her head. It made sense. She had lost her chance and she made too many mistakes. It never occurred to her that Nicole was already Jared's wife. By chance, Iris had heard that Jared had a wife in the past. But from what she understood, the lady was long gone. And now, she suddenly returned and was alive with two kids. The siren of the police car sounded in Iris's ears. She knew that everything was over for her. Her face turned pale.