Unloved Wife Novels & Stories

Their love was inseparable” I love my husband Damian so very much and he's the first man in my life but I guess this is my fate to be tied down to a loveless marriage and a mean mother-in-law. “Sighs” I went into the lavatory, I need to get a temporary therapy session. I turned on the shower and let the warm water flow freely down my bare, tired body. I hope this helps!! I hope this would wash out all the helplessness or should I say regret that I feel right now. I had fantasized about him being so loving and caring, I had dreamt of cooking him, potato and hot chili soup his favorite. I had imagined massaging his weary body each day he gets back from work and cuddling him to bed. But those d

Hi Readers, I have completed my book Love Me Again and its sequel Billionaire's forced groom. So I'll be giving more attention to The Unloved Luna. You will het regular updates. And if you haven't checked my book Love Me Again yet, you can read it and enjoy the office romance and mystery. Also, you must have noticed the change in my writing style. I hope you like it and if you don't like it then please let me know. I'm all set to embrace my shortcomings and improve myself so that I can create better stories for you all. Thank you!

"You can change that." He shakes his head. "It's illegal to tamper with such things Mesta." "Why drop the formalities Mr. Adams. We're not that close." His hand clasped his knee. "Right." "Do you still live with your wife?" His eye twitched. "Yes. We're very happy." "Perhaps I should pay her a visit." "No!" He screamed jumping off his chair. "I should give her the answers her heart yearned for back then." Mr. Adams cheated on the wife. She had her doubts but never got the evidence. She had hired me to find out if her doubts were a reality. They were,but I never told her that. It's always advisable to leave people indebted to you.

Sheila whines again, then says, “But how much longer do we have to wait? Have you stopped loving me, is that it? Is it that new maid?” “No, of course not,” he claims. “You’re imagining things. You know I only have eyes for you.” “And your wife, of course,” she spits bitterly. “I’m only with her because of the perks of being married to a Loxley, you know this, honey,” he claims. “She could never compare to you. You have no idea how boring she is. I get sick and tired of her complaints and her fragile state of mind. You can’t even say the wrong thing around her without her having a nervous breakdown. I won’t even mention her brother, who’s too bitter to function.”

And then—he was gone. The door slammed shut, leaving me alone on the floor, my heart pounding painfully in my chest. I know. I know I can never be loved by Luther Hawthorne. The ruthless mafia billionaire I got married to. This is just a loveless marriage. A game. I am nothing but a sex toy to him, a plaything, a body to use whenever he needs to quench his hunger. That's all I am. That's all I will ever be. I stood up from the floor, my naked body still aching from the rough sex. My legs felt weak, but I forced myself to move. I walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower, and stood under the water, letting it wash away everything—his touch, his scent, the shame that burned my skin.

Hers were full of hate as she watched her daughter. “Dante said Calvino never showed up to the fundraiser.” Enzo's voice was quiet. “He might be here.” I nodded in acknowledgement. How did I never see that my wife and I were on the same side? Was I truly that blind when it came to my beautiful, strong wife? The hate and animosity between Lorena and her mother seeped out of both of them. Even when my wife talked about her mother or father when we first got married, there was never any love or affection in her words.

"Find Calla now!" Confused but obedient, Harvey obliged. He tried to call her, but she did not answer. His messages were not sent out either. I could see his heart sinking. He hailed a cab and went to their temporary apartment, but all he found there was a wreck. Anything of value had been taken. Even his new, pricey underwear. Harvey was dumbfounded. He finally saw Calla's true colors. She was the selfish one. When he got back to the hospital and told Mom, she lost it completely. Truly this time.

I had no other choice than to call my wife, the woman the familia forced me to get married to, a woman who's obsessed with how hot I look, a woman who'll stop at nothing to make me hers even though we both know that’s an impossible mission, a woman who I only make love to because the familia needs the children, a woman who married me out of her greed for power, wealth and fame. My kids and I don't like her, and we never fail to show it to her. Sometimes, I wonder if she's worthy of being loved or I'm the one that's not capable of loving someone but I know that I love my kids, they're my world and everything I could ever wish for.

"My name is Pandora. And I'm here to assist you in burning the Ashcrofts to ashes." The line cuts off. I sit there, my heart racing. "Who in the world is Pandora?" I whisper. Kade voiced out, barely a whisper. "The first wife." Cassian's body tenses. "That is impossible. She is dead." Kade shakes his head. "You really believe Larsson buried just one secret?" And in an instant— The whole war became personal.

She said proudly. "But I want to call him my husband because I love him! I want to call him my husband because he loves me! I want to be married to him, because what we have is real, not because I want to hold on to a title... He told me to leave! He kicked me out of my house, our house, a place we were supposed to have our family. Now he has in there another woman. He is going to raise his family with her!" I said shaking my head because what she said just didn't make sense to me right now.