Wife Fantasy Novels & Stories

I couldn't tear my eyes away from the restroom for an entire hour until Mark and his companion finally emerged. The woman looked utterly drained, practically being carried by Mark, or she would have crumpled to the floor. I noticed her body shaking slightly. I frowned. Damn, no wonder those women go for him; he had the physique for it. On the weekend, I went out for dinner with some friends. As we were sipping drinks, one of my friends asked, "Jason, isn't that your wife over there?" I turned around and spotted Donna, arm-in-arm with another woman while shopping.

If I’m not sure, I won’t take that step. A moment later, as I relaxed, I let out a breath. Her ex-boyfriend was Samuel Brown. Four years of a relationship—that should have created a deep bond. They were even going to get married, but the man betrayed her. “Not worthy?” I muttered softly to myself. That was something Diana should be the one saying—because she had far more worth than those who betrayed her. Just because she was a woman without a family, they all tried to bring her down and look down on her. Pathetic—especially when that man, who was about to marry another woman, was still going after Diana.

Layla hadn’t even begun to speak about what she went through as a wife, how she was used, how she was beaten, how she was accused of things she never did, and still, they were already unraveling. Sophia remained the only one pretending not to be affected, even after learning that Layla was connected to the Harthwore family, and knowing that once her son was introduced, it would create waves powerful enough to shift everything, she stood firm—or at least, she pretended to. Zara, on the other hand, had seen it all—the news, the interviews—yet she refused to believe it would last; in her mind, it was all temporary. After all, her mother had been a nobody, and there was no way someone like that

My presence at the sip-and-see event sucked the life out of the party. My indifferent gaze fell on Krystal Markham. “Krystal, care to explain about today?” Krystal and I were a success story, the high school sweethearts who made it all the way to the altar. However, over the last two years, I felt her slipping further and further away. I brushed it off as the spark simply fading over time. Never in a million years did I expect her to cheat on me and have children with another man through surrogacy

Japhet POV Fuck! This is not what I wished for. The woman I had been harbouring feelings for turns out to be my contract wife Ana Chris. I should have seen the photos of Ana in the past to avoid this current situation. I was dumb! I fucked my wife twice even without knowing that she's my wife.

“You’re making it sound like they’re some kind of disease.” “At this point, I’m not ruling anything out!” Maya snapped. “And don’t even get me started on Fiona. That shameless woman knew you were married to him and still spread her legs for your husband. She couldn’t find a single available man in the entire world? She had to chase the one belonging to her supposed friend? Honestly, the three of them deserve each other. Briar and Fiona can cheat together, while Erica stands beside them clapping like she’s won an award for raising the most useless son in the country!”

“I want my sister's treatment to continue even if this marriage ends early.” Damien nodded. “Agreed.” “I want my own room.” “Agreed.” “I don't want you touching me without my permission.” His expression remained calm. “Agreed.” “I don't want Fiona anywhere near me.” Damien's face hardened slightly. “That shouldn't be a problem.” “It better not be.” “There is one thing.” Sophia looked up. “What?” “If we're married, you'll have to attend certain events with me.” “I already read that.”

"The arrangement was always for you to marry Miguel Antonio. That was the deal we struck with his family. A wife is a wife, Mara. It doesn't matter which sister he gets. The merger goes through either way." I felt like I couldn't breathe. "A wife is a wife?" I whispered. "Mother, he doesn't want me. He wanted Clara. This entire marriage is built on a lie, on deception. How am I supposed to live with that? How am I supposed to wake up every morning next to a man who didn't choose me, who thought he was getting someone else?"

I ran out of strength and lay still, staring up at the ceiling. "Never thought I'd end up being called the other man online. I'm begging you. Just let me go. Go back to your family." She shook her head, the words spilling out. "I'm divorcing Randall. Once you're better, we'll get married. You'll be my only husband." A laugh slipped out before I could stop it. "I don't want that anymore. I'm not marrying you." "What about our kid?" she shot back, her voice rising. "We have a baby together. Don't you want him to have a real family?"

He fixed on houses and appliances. Kita looked at me and rolled her eyes. "Girl you might have let your future walked away. You gave that wack ass Damien a change. That man was too damn fine to turn down. If i wasn't married, I'll call his ass. I'm tempted to call him for you." She said with a shake of her head. "Girl bye. I don't need another man. I need my kids. And Hoe don't worry bout my kitty. I got enough toys to keep her satisfied. " i said with a laugh. We got up to walk to our cars.