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Married to my fiancé's father

Married to my fiancé's father

Ethan’s hands on her ass. “Wrong girl,” I spat out. My fist connected with his jaw, and he went flying across the dance floor. “Are you fucking nuts?” Lorena shouted, clearly furious at me. Yeah, fuck that this pervert just touched my wife. Or that she touched him. “Nobody touches you,” I snapped at my wife. The word mine seared into my chest, the word on repeat in my brain. “And if you don’t want him to lose a fucking limb, don’t touch him either.”
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Chained to the Billionaire

Chained to the Billionaire

“What do you want?” She shrugged her slender shoulders elegantly. Then she leaned close to him, her hand touching his arm, lightly but intimately, like she used to do. He used to love it when she touched him. But after witnessing her touching another man, caressing his flesh and stroking his cock, it was quite different. Not this current guy. Another one. He couldn’t remember who he was now. He’d been a blur to James during the accidental discovery. He just remembered feeling the shock and then the anger and disbelief that his wife was fucking another man in their house. Well, her house now.
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A Whisper of Endless Desires

A Whisper of Endless Desires

Thinking I might have accidentally tickled her, I whispered, "Sorry, honey. I didn't mean to tickle you. You're just too stunning in this dress." Mom shook her head and squirmed in my arms, before saying, "You didn't tickle me, my love. You're my husband, remember? And you never have to apologize for touching me." I began trailing my fingers along her side again, as I whispered back, "I'll remember that, honey."
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Birthed For Me (From Guardian to Groom)

Birthed For Me (From Guardian to Groom)

She lifted her head, eyes searching his in the dim moonlight filtering through the curtains. “I love being your wife, Maurice. I love that you are my husband. But what do you want me to do if you won’t touch me? How do you expect me to feel when you keep pushing me away? We are married. It is only normal. Why do you make it such a big deal?”
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My Heartless Lover

My Heartless Lover

I left her side to open the door for the annoying brats who called themselves my friends. They were five in total and immediately they saw me, they pushed me aside and rushed inside without saying a word. “It’s true. It’s you.” That was Emma, moving close to hold my wife . He was married alright but I didn’t want another man touching what was mine. “Hey man, watch your hands.” Then I moved closer to my wife wrapping my arms around her waist. “I’m the only who can touch her.” I squeezed her small waist. I was definitely going to take advantage of this.
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The wife I swore I’d never be

The wife I swore I’d never be

Not the warmth, not the practised softness, not the woman who had held my face in her hands three weeks ago and called me beautiful and called her son lucky. This was a different face entirely. “You,” she said. I did not have time to answer. She crossed the last of the distance between us and slapped me across the face. It was not a gesture. It was not theatre. It was a full, hard slap with the whole arm behind it, and the sound of it cracked through the cool hall, and my head turned with it and my cheek bloomed hot and my eyes stung before I had decided anything at all. “You are not a wife,” Margaret said.
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Dara O.
This story grabbed my attention from the very first chapter. The emotional depth, the second-chance romance, and the slow unraveling of Anita’s past make it impossible to put down. Kelvin and Anita’s unresolved feelings keep me eager for the next chapter, while Donald’s actions make every twist even
Ladyclo
This story had me hooked from the start! After Sophia discovers the painful truth and boldly files for divorce, her incredible strength shines as she rebuilds. Lucien’s intense charm and their evolving connection are pure fire. The characters feel so real and layered I couldn’t put it down. Amazing!
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Avid billionaire

Avid billionaire

He approached her, followed him with her eyes, and as soon as he touched her, she turned back \" Do not do, do not touch me.. It will not affect me this time with your touches.. I I know very well where these touches will end \" He asked with a playful smile \" Where will you end then؟ \" \" We both know very well where this ends, and I scream not to stop And complete to the end, does this remind you of anything! \" \" My wife gets bolder over time \"
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Mafia's Forbidden Desires

Mafia's Forbidden Desires

I said in a low voice, not wanting to scare her more. “I’m fine,” she said, though even she didn’t sound convinced to even herself. I moved further closer, close enough to hear her uneven breathing. Her citrus scent wrapped around me, making my heart race faster than I wanted to admit. Her lips parted slightly. She licked them nervously, and my eyes noticed her each and every movement. I leaned down and whispered against her left ear, “Tell me, Wife. Did you touch yourself?” “No…” She lied. “You can do it, actually,” I said, hoping she would understand my meaning. She could touch however she wanted when she thought of me.
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Frequently Asked Questions

Marriage is a dance of intimacy and understanding, and sometimes the rhythm changes unexpectedly. If my partner suddenly seems distant physically, my first instinct isn't to push but to listen—not just to words, but to the quieter cues. Maybe she's stressed from work, touched out from parenting, or grappling with something deeply personal. I'd start by creating non-physical moments of connection: cooking her favorite meal, leaving a heartfelt note, or simply sitting together in comfortable silence.

Physical intimacy often mirrors emotional closeness, so I'd gently ask open-ended questions when the mood feels right. Not 'Why won't you let me touch you?' but 'How have you been feeling lately?' Sometimes, the body withdraws before the mind can articulate why. If this persists, suggesting couples therapy isn't admitting failure—it's investing in our shared language of love. What surprised me in my own journey is how patience and vulnerability often rebuild bridges faster than frustration ever could.

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