To My Future Wife Novels & Stories

he concluded, firmly. Before I could process his last words, he pulled me in for a deep kiss. “Go and get ready, I need my future wife beside me at the party ."

"I don't know. Some heartless corporate robot who only cares about money and power." "And now?" I shrugged. "Now I think you might actually have a pulse." He laughed. "High praise indeed." "Don't let it go to your head." Alexander's eyes roamed over my face, lingering on my lips before meeting my gaze again. "You should eat more." "I'm getting there." I took another bite, savoring the creamy sauce. "This is ridiculously good." "Only the best for my future wife." The word hung between us, heavy with implications. Wife. Not girlfriend or fiancée, but wife. The full weight of our arrangement settled on my shoulders again.

Finally, he broke the silence and spoke. "I'm waiting for my future wife to come home." Future wife? Future wife? Oh my God! My cheek started to redden, and I was biting my lips out of nervousness. "Ahm, did you just say future wife?" I succeeded in not stuttering. "Yes, any objections or violent reactions? Hmm?" He said with the most soothing voice as he walked towards me.

Ava Nicole thinks one thing: her ex-husband may be planning to build a new home for her coming new wife after they settle for marriage. It may be possible. "I like this kind of trash because someone likes it. Now that I have enough money to fulfill her wish, maybe I should start cleaning this." His smile is genuine and seemingly portrays an imagination of happy moments. "Oh, what romantic words you have said, Mr. Hallway. I'm sure she'll be happy if she sees this after you rebuild this in a new, beautiful, and elegant home for the both of you. I felt honored to know your plans in the future, sir."

Scratch that I am stuck with this walking mental asylum. God please help me so I don't end up marring someone I would regret. "Well you owe me answers for all this.I mean whats the need of wife?" he asked in firm voice. I nodded...I will tell him everything on our way to office. ~~~~~~~~ Drishti At Better Half Matrimonial Company, Last night's fight was not leaving my memory... I am fed up of all this. God... please forgive me for all the bad things I have done in my past and help me facing this phase of life.

Jennifer asked "Do I look like I want to wait thirty minutes or an hour for him to help me?" "No,not really" Jennifer replied "Exactly! Besides,how do you expect to be married if you're not going to feel like cooking all the time?" Sophia asked "Who said that I was getting married at this moment?" Jennifer asked "But you do wanna get married in the future,right?" Sophia asked as Jennifer shrugged her shoulders "I don't know,I'm not thinking about marriage right now" Jennifer replied. "Are you thinking about getting married in the future?" She asked "It haven't crossed my mind but I'm pretty sure that I'll want to get married in the future" Sophia replied

It soon became my new favorite best thing, and I kept catching myself staring at it. Wow. I'm someone's future wife. The man of my dreams future wife actually. I knew I wanted something deep with Trey but I wasn't sure what it was, and now I know. Long term marriage.

No we can't but we most certainly can shape the future I slide off the bench and get down on one knee, taking her hand into mine, I get the box from my pocket. I had this made years ago and kept it locked away hoping I'd one day have the courage and chance to say these words to you and give it to you, Storm Burgesse, you are the love of my life and the reason I live, I would love nothing more than to have you by my side for the rest of my life and we share our future, the good and the bad but I will do my best to make sure it's always good, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?

Huh? ”Why? You’re rich. There’s nothing wrong with that. ” I stated. He finally put down the knife he was holding and finally turned to me. "I have to cook for my future wife." he then said before going back to whatever he’s doing. I bit my lips. My eyes saddened as I watched him. I played with my fingers. Yeah right. Future wife. How lucky she is to have someone like you. I sighed hard. Whatever it is that lies ahead of us. All I can do is just go with the flow. I’m lucky enough to experience this part of him. I must enjoy this moment, while the wife he’s trying to talk about is not yet here.

Then, after a pause, he added, “You know… I’ve been thinking about the future. About making this permanent. Getting engaged soon.” My heart skipped. I lifted my head to look at him. “Really?” “Yeah,” he said, eyes warm but serious. “I don’t want to just date you forever. I want you as my wife. I want the whole world to know you’re mine.” I kissed him softly, emotion swelling in my chest. “I want that too. When we’re both ready.” We talked quietly about the future, silly things like where we might live one day, serious things like how we’d handle his trust issues and my independence. It felt good.