To My Sexy Wife の小説・ストーリー

Sebastian Vance stared at the flickering television screen, entranced by the image of Luna, his former wife, beaming with a fire that had long been extinguished in their shared life. The news anchor spoke of her recent success, a tribute to her resilience that only fueled the dark remnants of his obsession. He could feel the familiar burn in his chest of anger, jealousy, and an insatiable hunger to reclaim the control he once had.

So, I asked Celeste, "Why did my wife get you to be with me? Did she say anything to you?" Celeste had gotten dressed and had put on her shoes. Her bags were also packed. "How would I know that? The bottom line is—you have a deal as long as you pay up." Perplexed, I asked, "Are you best friends with my wife, then?" Suddenly, Celeste directed her gaze toward me, her expression extremely seductive. "It seems like your wife hasn't shared anything with you, has she? We used to work at the same club back in the day.

It was not my place to interfere in whatever she was building. But one afternoon as I arrived for his regular checkup, I found him sitting on his bed with a photograph in his hand and a troubled expression. "Is everything alright?" I asked. He looked up. "She brought me photographs of us," he continued. "I look at them; I know they are real, and I know she is my wife, but something feels..." he stopped his sentence "Feels what?" I asked before I could stop myself. He looked at me directly. "Off," he said quietly. "Something feels off, and I cannot explain it."

Everyone knew Amber Sherry was hopelessly in love with me. She would even risk her life for me. I got into a severe car accident to save her. My health never fully recovered. Because I had a rare blood type, she was terrified that something else might happen to me. She found someone with the same blood type and kept him on standby. He would donate blood to me whenever I needed it. I was also hopelessly in love with her. After she gave birth to Aria, I did not care what people thought. We gave her Amber’s last name—Aria Sherry. I did not want her to go through another pregnancy, so I got a vasectomy. Every socialite in our circle was jealous of what we had. On the day of Aria’s baby de

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It infuriates me whenever he calls me by that endearment. But I. Am. No. Longer. His. Wife. I wanted to shout it at him right then and there. His face was only inches away from mine, but my nervousness vanished as he drew closer. It was replaced by irritation. Every time he called me wife, it made my blood boil. If it were in the past and he had called me by that endearment, I might have happily succumbed to his charms, eagerly waiting for the next sweet moment. I might have fallen for his manipulative gestures.

Sharon said, massaging Mark's chest. as Ava was climbing the stairs to go to the room the room she and her younger brother Matt shares. "That how can you refer to Matt like that? He is your only son!" Ava shouted in between her tears. "I do not have disobedient, useless and unfilial children like you both! Sharon will bear a son for me. I do not need you or your brother!" Mark said.

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Though I did enjoy watching him shirtless in the backyard working hard. One other thing is I love Kira with all my heart I wouldn’t trade my daughter for anything. She’s the light in the darkness. She is all my entire heart, well half my heart belongs to her father, though I’d never admit it. He smiles. “That wasn’t what I meant. A buddy of mine was speaking about his wife, how when we get home from, they plan to start trying for a second baby.” He tells me. I look up at him. “That’s nice…” I say confused.

TWO YEARS AND THREE MONTHS BACK “Benny proposed last night saying I was the only woman he could ever imagine as his wife. Can you tuck inagine? The fucker dared to say it to my face while fucking that Bitch-are you even listening? Hey! Rara!” I jolted forward when someone shook me by the shoulders.