The Surrendered Wife Novels & Stories

Sihle smiled and said, “Don’t worry about the payment, Miss Bernie. Mr Saxon’s wife had already paid for everything. Doreen thanked Miss Sihle, then they hung up. Doreen took her husband’s hands, then they gave thanks to the Lord. They were humbled by the Lord’s faithfulness. Doreen had a confused expression on her face because she didn’t know who Mrs Saxon was. She looked at her husband with questioning eyes. A faint smile appeared on David’s face, and he said, “Darling, Mr Saxon’s wife is Michaela. I think she is thanking me for saving her life when she was in prison. I am so happy that she has finally married the love of her life.”

“You taught me how strong I could be by daring me to submit. And when life tried to tear us apart—miscarriage, threats, your secrets, my doubts—we chose each other anyway.” I stepped closer, resting my free hand on his chest, feeling the thunder of his heart. “I promise to keep surrendering to you—in our bed, in our games, in the way only you can make me melt. But I also promise to challenge you when you try to carry everything alone. I promise to be the wife who rides you until you forget your own name… and the partner who stands with you in every boardroom and every battlefield. I love every dark, controlling, beautiful piece of you. I’m yours. Willingly. Always.”

"Sir, please! Mrs. Costello has just lost her child and has been running a fever. You'll only push her over the edge like this!" "Get out of the way!" Then, he turned to me, shouting, "Last warning—apologize to Emily!" I raised my head defiantly and glared into his eyes. "The biggest regret of my life was falling in love with you and marrying you, William!" After those words, the gun slipped from William's hand. He suddenly remembered I was his wife, the woman he had sworn to love forever. However, to cover up his lies, he had to continue his act in front of me despite his guilt. He ordered, "Lock her in the basement. No food or water until she apologizes!"

“Oh! It’s Carina Cruz.” I was stunned, and I had a flashback to what happened to me when my wife and my daughter were at sea. But it’s impossible that Carina, Alfred’s wife, is the one I’ve been looking for a long time 20 years ago. The name may be the same. “Sir Loid, are you all right? Is there anything wrong with what I said?” “Oh! Nothing. Let’s go back to the office. Maybe I need to sign something there.” ~~~

"Goodbye." Now that that girl was a threat. She has to die. All he needed was proper planning. He knew where she was. He'd just send an assassin after her when he knew enough about her. Too bad you were born with the wrong face. *** Mr Contreras ran his hand through the telephone wondering what he would tell his wife. After the death of their Ema, That girl. had been their redemption. A gift from the river goddess. "Hello." He placed the phone to his ear, praying he had the courage to tell his wife what was happening.

Lauren Lionel married her childhood sweetheart, believing love would be enough. Then Jack's mother, Beatrice, convinced him that Lauren's secret hospital visits were an affair, using photographs and messages that turned an innocent doctor-patient relationship into proof of betrayal. While Lauren silently battled cancer, Jack found comfort in her best friend, Georgina. Caught between her husband's cruelty and her friend's knife, Lauren was divorced and thrown out with nothing. Then an accident revealed she was carrying Jack's twins and that the aggressive treatment her life depended on could endanger them. Enters William Roland: Jack's father, the man who raised him, and the last person

“Our lady is returned to us at last. She made incredible sacrifices to keep our child safe and the Woods legacy alive. She worried that the loss of her dowry would somehow dampen our enthusiasm for her return when indeed she is our greatest treasure.” He turned then to Mary and slowly went down on one knee in front of her. “You are my greatest treasure,” he whispered. Around him, his men also went down on one knee, their swords drawn and pointed in her direction. Alan and Caleb both stepped forward. Edward saw the question in her eyes. Then they both went on bended knee in front of her. It was too much for his tenderhearted wife. She wept as noisily as a newborn babe. No one seemed to mind.

But there is something about Terry's words, his vulnerability, and his respect for her journey that struck a chord within her. Slowly, she releases her grip on the glass, taking a deep breath to steady herself before responding. Her voice carries a hint of vulnerability beneath her composed exterior. "I am no longer a complete woman and I can never be the woman of your dreams.” She pauses, allowing her words to sink in, her eyes never leaving his. "While my priority remains focused on my own path for now, I can't deny the fact that neither you nor your family is going to accept me as a half-woman…how can you ever forget that your wife has been involved with another guy?” Terry's eyes widens

Again. In surrender, she linked her arms around his neck and relaxed, meeting his demanding kiss with urgency. His hands wandered over her back, pulling her closer. She sighed heavily. Then he broke the kiss, and rested his cheek against hers. Ragged breaths fanned her ear. “Oh, my darling wife,” he whispered. “I swear to you there’s no other woman in my life.” He pulled back and gazed into her eyes. Passion filled their depths. “Why would I seek other company when my wife pleases me beyond reason?”

One whispered to the other as they knelt. “What do you need?” One asked and I pulled the trigger, shooting him in the head. His blood splattered on the ground, and the others flinched. I turned to the rest, and they threw their hands in surrender. “Where is my wife?” I asked in with clenched teeth. “Wife? We…we don't have your wife, sir.” “If you don't want me to put a bullet through your fucking skull, you'll fucking speak.” “Wait, wait, please describe her. I'm sure she isn't here.”