The Wicker Husband Novels & Stories

“The woman at the front desk, you’re fucking her, right? If you really want to make this right, then why do you still have the audacity to bring her again and fuck her at the house I lived, Jack?” “That’s not true.” “I have pictures, and that woman was more than willing to share your fair share of escapades. My self-esteem’s at its lowest and I’ve been asking myself, on top of the many questions I have already, why did my husband cheat? Is it because I don’t look beautiful enough? Am I not sexy enough? Do I bore him already?” “No. That’s not true.” Jack attempted to go near Hyacinth. She raised her hand to stop him.

Rather he was listening but refused to believe her. “Where are the keys?” Zander just repeated his question after Vivian’s long explanation. “It’s here,” Vivian pouted in a complaint, but obediently went to recover the keys inside the drawer of her bedside table since her husband looked menacing. ‘Was he still pretending? At this point, he’s going to get the award for best actor.’ “My wife and I need to talk. Go occupy the other rooms. Finish the other tasks that need to be done,” her husband ordered his cohorts to vacate Vivian’s room.

He totally did not expect Nicole to know martial arts. Back then he just condoned whatever that Dillon did, but the latter had been taking advantage of that time and time again! And now Dillon dared try to strike Nicole in front of him! 'This husband-and-wife pair is beyond saving!' "Hmph, serves you right! You're an elder and you dare strike the young so nilly-willy. Have you forgotten Nicole's status now? Everything we Riddles have today is because of Nicole, so what in damnation are you lot quarreling for?"

She had never felt this way before and for a moment she felt like she was dishonoring her late husband’s memories. Nile was a great man, husband and father, but she never remembered him doing anything like this to her before. He wasn’t that big on romance, he was more of a cute klutz who tried to plan romantic candlelit dinners, but would only set the table cloth on fire, or burn the steaks, or even forget she was allergic to fish and would make her break out in hives. A little sigh escaped her mouth as she gently pulled her hand away from Aiden. He caught on to her mood. “Are you OK?” He asked.

she shouted again, her footsteps getting closer, but Maverick didn't reply. It was sick and twisted but I could not help the way I clenched around him. "You like that?" Mr. Wolfe whispered in my ear. "You like the idea of my wife being mere steps away." He thrusts deeper and I almost cry out but I remember his wife who's standing outside. "She could catch us you know? All she has to do is walk in right now and she'll see her husband buried balls deep in the nanny's soaking cunt. Ah, fuck!" He groans loudly when I clench around him again.

"Can we quit the bullshit for a second, man? How could I ever have met your wife? "You're just that naive to believe that your wife is an angel, when she couldn't care less about you, and that's the truth!" Cicero felt himself dying inside at those words. No matter how badly he wanted to deny it, the brat was right—his wife was more than what she seemed and treated him as a chess piece at best. In fact, there were signs pointing to that in their daily lives, but he was just too stupid to notice. And now…

On my wedding day I was a nervous, terrified virgin. Three years on I remain untouched, the nerves replaced with resentment. Seething anger that my husband, a man almost thirty years my senior, has thieved the youthful life I could have enjoyed. Quieter in nature he prefers to spend his months sequestered away in his study at Tarrick Hall. His months are my months. As the dutiful wife, Vanessa, Duchess of Tarrick, I go where he goes.

He mumbled and frown his eyebrow. They reached the hospital, and Nick also followed them. Everything is ready as Aaron called the doctor so they can be prepared. The operation started. Aaron marching here and there. A nurse comes out of from operating room. “Who is the husband of the patient?” “He is not here” Nick replied before Aaron respond. “We want a sign from the father of the child. We can not start an operation without that so call him” the nurse told nick. The nurse was about to leave but Aaron stopped her. “I am the father the child and husband of her” “You guys told me a second ago that her husband is not here and now you guys saying that you are the husband” Nurse didn't believe

No respite could be found from the relentless tears that streamed down her face, a reflection of the overwhelming pain that consumed her. The man she had called her husband, the one she had invested her love and loyalty in, stood revealed as a cold-blooded murderer and a consummate liar. The realization struck her like a thunderbolt, intensifying the ache in her heart. It became painfully evident that his affections were merely a facade, a charade performed under duress. Riya, in her naivety, had failed to see the truth behind his empty promises and hollow declarations. She was nothing more than an obligation, a pawn in a twisted game, and her husband's actions had rendered their marriage de

“I know my wife is here, Winston. My sister took her from the apartment. He nodded subtly. “Uh-huh. So this is what it’s all about. Why did my wife take your wife from the apartment?” I swallowed hard. I didn’t want to explain. I didn’t have time. I was sure my sister could not keep her mouth shut and tell her husband anyway. “Just let me see her, Winston.” “I’m sorry my wife left. She’s not here,” he said, hiding his smile. “I just talked to Maverick. She said she’s taking my wife home.” I dialed Maverick. It rang, but she did not pick up. “Already trouble in paradise?” His smile finally broke out, and he took his phone from his pocket and dialed someone, probably Maverick. “Hey, baby. Do y