The Perfect Couple Novelas e Histórias

The soft, husky moans sent a shiver down her spine, her heart racing with a mix of shock and disbelief. Tried so hard not to believe that it was coming from her matrimonial room but the more she climbed the stairs,it became clear that it was her matrimonial room. The creaks, the groans, the soft gasps and the unmistakable whispers of pleasure all painted a vivid picture in her mind. The partially opened door made it easy for her to the two figures curled up on the bed. The sheets were twisted around them. Her husband's arm was wrapped around the lady's waist, his hand resting on her hip.

My eyes skimmed over a few before I could stop myself. "Such a perfect couple!" "They look so happy together!" "Finally, the phantom medic found her match!" “Perfect couple?” I scoffed, rage eating me up. I I cursed under my breath, fingers gripping the phone tighter than I should. Perfect couple, how? The words gnawed at me, cutting deeper than I cared to admit. Was this a joke? Was the entire internet in on this? Every damn blog, every article was talking about them. It was as if the media was being paid to shove this disgusting charade in everyone’s faces.

"Can't you guys just ship them peacefully? Why do you have to compare and put others down? They're a real married couple, not some random lovebirds." "They are both gorgeous. I've never seen such a perfectly matched couple before. They need to be together forever!" What even was this? "You still don't know? You two have been trending online like crazy lately. For some reason, everyone thinks you two are a perfect match. There's even merchandise of you guys—can you believe that?"

I walked and sat on the seat next to Sophie, allowing my bag to clatter onto the desk with a bang. She glanced at me, still radiating her just-had-an-outburst aura. "Sophie," I said, wincing at her. "Why'd you shout that out like that?" She didn't even flinch—not even a bit, smiling nastily. "Tell me you two are not good-looking people and perfectly perfect to be a couple? I scoffed, shaking my head. “Ooh, that’s what we’re doing now, ain’t it? What even with the perfectly perfect”

********** He felt her hands circle round his waist as he dropped the call. “What did he say?” Selena asked, her voice sweet and seductive “He’s going to do it” Alfred replied. His eyes held something…..not regret but not victory either. “That's what we have always wanted, right?” Selena asked, her voice slightly wavering. He nodded…..just one nod. It felt…..uncertain. “Talk to me babe, what's wrong?” She said, her hands wrapping round his neck. “She was my wife, Selena. This is murder we are talking about here” he said slowly

The Prince doesn't seem like the type to share beverages. Your Fan Leader: [Ahhh, the couple is feeding us sugar. Type "perfect match" on the screen. This height difference, this contrast, they look amazing together!] However, the images and discussions remained viral for less than five minutes before an invisible hand wiped them away, leaving not a single photo or video behind.

He and Leah will be perfect together. The Christmas lunch is just perfect with all our family and friends around. We chat and dance until it’s dark outside. A year ago, we were going through a nightmare, but the Lord has been really good. “You better start talking right now or I am grounding you. You will sleep on the couch all the days of your life,” my wife threatens when we slip into bed. She has not forgotten. I flash her my innocent smile and feign ignorance. “You knew that Paul and Leah are together. The fact that you did not tell me means you and your bestie did something dodgy to find out.”

A passing nurse watched them go, envy written all over her face. "This man is way too good to his wife! We're on the sixteenth floor, and he didn't even wait for the elevator. He just ran down the stairs carrying her! When will I ever meet a husband like that?" "Good husbands aren't easy to find. Look at that other pregnant woman over there. She's so pale, and her husband isn't even with her. Poor thing... wait, what's happening? Someone call for help! A pregnant woman just fainted in the hallway!"

Like the grandfather I never had. "Go, dance with your husband." Romeo was still a perfect gentleman at his age and he loved me genuinely without me trying. Adrian and I walked to the center of the room where a few others danced to the soft rhythm that played, he moved us slowly and guided us through. His act was so perfect I would have believed we were a couple in love if I didn't know better. It was all just for the gram, I saw camera lights flash in our direction every know and then, the "PERFECT PAIR" was our slogan but were far from being a pair, perfection wasn't an option.

Despite my anger, I forced my áss to sit back, and I picked up my spoon to eat as I tried to avoid his eyes. Rowan seized my phone as he didn't return it to me. I let him hold the phone as he slid it into his trouser pocket. I could hear some of the female patrons muttering. "Are they secretly married? How can Mr. Carson cheat on Sage Andrews? Maybe it's a slip of the tongue. Or maybe it's not a true marriage." I didn't waste my time to glance over at the gossip mongers. After all, I was famished.