The Wife Is First Novels & Stories

They would soon all know that they were not to take orders from my wife. "Please." The subordinate gurgled. I looked away from him and snapped my fingers. All the subordinates were in my board room and standing still now. All but the ones that were serving my wife breakfast. "As of today you are to treat my wife as she is. She is not the King, she is not the ruler. She is my wife and her word is not law. Mine is." I roared angrly. Every subordinate gave a quick nod and waited patiently. "You are to report everything that involves my wife to me. Anyone that fails to will have the same fate as the butler." I declared.

"I can't wait to make you mine, to claim you as my wife in every way possible." Bella's breath hitched, her body trembling with anticipation. She knew that their first night together would be unforgettable, a night of unbridled passion and desire. Her husband's hands roamed her body, caressing her curves through the delicate fabric of her wedding dress. He leaned in, capturing her lips in a searing kiss that left her breathless.

Jeremy's smile grew wider when he saw Corinne flustered with embarrassment. "My friend, the key to playing the role of a good wife is to learn to call your husband by his first name. Do you think it makes sense for a wife to call her husband 'mister' all the time?" "Call you by your name?" Corinne thought about his suggestion and had a look of disgust on her face. "Ugh, forget about it! I'll probably get goosebumps if I do that!"

Quinten’s firm voice echoed from the television speakers. “As a man and as a husband, I had my doubts about this matter. But reason told me to trust my wife. For over twenty years, she has devoted herself to raising our beloved daughter, handling all household affairs without complaint. Our marriage has endured many challenges, yet my wife has never interfered in anything beyond our family matters. She is an exceptional woman. But yesterday, someone tried to harm her—using her reputation as a weapon against her! As her husband, I must stand up at this moment and find out who orchestrated this. "As for the outstanding gentleman beside me, he is indeed my wife’s first love. But he is a man of

she asked shyly. I shake my head, “No, I doubt they will.” Ellie hesitates at the door, “Make sure you make your wife scream tonight. I don’t want her getting jealous.” I smile, “I have every intention of making my wife serve me.” “Serve you? Should it not be the other way around?”

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”

Softly, she said, “Forget about Lucas for a moment, honey. It’s been a long time since we’ve been together. I want you.” Did she think I was such a base and uncouth man? How dare she try to charm me with her feminine wiles at that juncture? Scowling, I shook her off and kicked the living room door open with a loud bang. In an instant, the noisy mansion went deathly quiet. My younger sister, Alexa, who had been dancing with an old man I did not know, was the first to speak up. “Which rude heathen dares to kick our door open?” she burst out.

his mother said coldly, not even looking at me. She spoke as if she were giving orders to an employee. I stared at her stern, unsmiling face. "That won't be possible, Mother," Cade said firmly. "The woman you just dismissed as unimportant is my wife," he declared. I saw both women's mouths drop open in complete shock. And just like that, my role as the perfect, loving wife officially began

Zayed raised his one brow and replied chuckling," A husband should love his wife always." Erina just slightly smiled and replied," Ek shawher ka pehla firz hota hey apni biwi ki ijjat karna. ( A husband's first duty is to respect his wife)" Zayed frowned his brows like he didn't understand her words. He kept looking at her sad eyes which are telling how much she despises him. She might say by her mouth that she loves him but those words never reach her eyes. Those words always left her mouth like she is programmed to say it.

Soon-Ja shakes her head and smiles, "She is his first wife. If they are having a good time it doesn't matter at all." She takes the jug and heads to the bedroom. Soon-Ja smiles cheekily seeing her husband sleeping while spreading his arms and legs all over the bed.