Tophs Husband Novels & Stories

For a second, Zee felt like the woman was overstressing the phrase – TOP CUSTOMERS. “Okay.” She said to the woman. “Thanks.” The woman frowned but it was not a frown of displeasure. It looked amusing. “What?” Zee asked, confusion marring her brow. “I thought it would amuse you when I said your husband was a top customer.” “Why?” She looked at Zee as though she was expecting Zee to understand her. When Zee’s confusion would not abate, she gave a mindless shrug. “Well, he owns this outfit.” She said.

Hey Alfred, you're here early. Where's Ari? and his wife? Tom said. They will be here in half an hour. How are you, Tom? I am okay. I have to go back to work after retiring. I need to do something, otherwise I will die right away! How about you Alfred? still married? Yes, Tom, I am still married. Where's everybody? Roger called and was running late. Bill was on his way. So, has Roger met Ari's wife already?

"Since you're dating a hockey guy, you might know my husband's brothers, Mark and Jake. Tobias is older than them, and they don't share the same surname, but you might know the name Ford from the hotels?" "Oh-my-god!" I exclaim. "You're married to the CEO of Ford Hotels And Resorts! Tobias Ford is your husband!" She blushes, but I can see the pride in her eyes. "That's right. I'm very proud of Tobias for his achievements." I'm baffled by this news. A girl my age is married to an actual billionaire. Jesus Christ. I continue cleaning, but damn. I should make friends with Hannah and ask her how she charmed a billionaire into making her his wife. With her tips, Logan will be more than the guy I'

"Remember my friend Topanga? I just learned that she has a son at the same age as you are and according to Topanga, he graduated from Stanford with a degree on Business Administration. He even showed up at the restaurant yesterday to take Topanga to her hair salon and he is very handsome in person. Very well-mannered too and such a sweet young man." There she goes again. I knew she was going to talk about something like this and I've lost count the number of times that I nearly went crazy every time we had this conversation. I took a small sip of my coffee, placed the cup down in front of me, and gave her a straight look. "And your point is?" She leans back in her chair and gave me a stern l

Louisa's POV “Isa!~ Isa!~” My husband, Thomas, called in a happy tone that afternoon. I was in the living room with the TV on, just finding out he didn't pay the subscription for the month—which I gave him money for last week prior to its expiration today. Thomas, my dearest husband, is a kind, lovely, handsome, hardworking man. He's just unfortunate not to have a job, so it's not like he can't provide for his cherished family.

Fatima smiled gratefully. “While you’re at it, can you get a shirt for my husband? This one needs soaking,” Fatima added. This time Nicholas started choking. What was going on? Did Fatima just call him her husband? “I’m sorry… your husband?” The nurse asked, clearly surprised. Almost everyone in New York knew their story, the two were clearly divorced. She was now married to Mr. Kingston, Ian, his friend. The nurse even wondered for a second if Fatima had lost her mind like her sister and might become a new patient.

"Yes, I'm happily married to Tobias Ford. Perhaps you know who he is?" My husband-in-question smiles when he sees me entering the kitchen. He barely wears any clothes due to the warm weather, and I admire his courage to make bacon without a shirt. Is he even human? Tobias's lips part when our eyes meet, but he closes his mouth when I point at the phone. Instead of talking, he pulls out a chair for me, and warmth enters my chest. He is so thoughtful. I smile broader, and then I'm forced back to the phone call when my mom raises her voice.

Tom lowered his head, ashamed. “I didn’t mean to,” he muttered. It was good that he didn’t fight back. He could have worsened matters. Anderson’s angry aura was so scary as he said icily, “That’s good because you won’t see her again.” His last words seemed to hit Tom in the heart and he retorted. “She’s my wife.” He was like a madman when Anderson mentioned that he won’t see Sophia again. “She's only been married for two weeks and her hair is always down because she tries to cover the bruises you inflict on her. If you don’t have value for her, I do and so do my mum and my dad,” Anderson yelled.

He assumed this mysterious partner was riding my success. I smiled, while Lisa stifled a laugh in the back. She was dying to shout, 'You idiot, her husband is Connor Vale! Do you think a High Alpha works a nine-to-five?' "We agreed: my mate, my business." Zephaniah huffed, silenced by our pact. "Whatever you say." I stepped out at the gates of the estate, the scent of home already soothing me. Even if Zephaniah looked down on my "hidden" man, he would learn soon enough that my husband was no lapdog.

"Tobias, please stop!" I saw the disappointment and frustration on his face "Look, I'm sorry Tobias, I gave you the wrong idea but I'm ha - happily married. I'm married." I felt myself stutter at my attempts to say happy. "I'm the photographer of your couples segment. I already know you're married, but in this business people talk. And all I have heard about the great Chase Bishop was that he constantly cheated on his stunningly beautiful wife to the point of being in a possible open marriage."