Wife Share Novels & Stories

“ So what you are trying to say is that she is a shareholder in this company. I don’t get it. How is that possible because from all that I know , no one decided to leave or sell their shares , so you have to tell me how that happened . Ethan looked at me, then smiled and then looked smiled at me and took his hands softly into his staring directly into my eyes . “When my wife died , her shares were left behind and she told me that , I should give her part of the share to the next woman that I would marry and that was her parting gift to me and so now that I have finally decided to remarry , I have decided to give the shared to my new wife whom is seated down here and that only means that she’

“Eva has a share in all our companies. How do we get it back?” “Not all.” Chris chuckled smugly. “What do you mean?” Mark frowned “Don’t we all have a share in each other’s company?” “Yes…. but she is not my family.” Chris smirked. “But she is your second brother’s wife.” Mark sighed helplessly. “Big bro, I think you are becoming stupider.” Chris chuckled “Have you not been paying attention?” Mark “?” “Didn’t second brother say yesterday that he has only married once, and his wife has always been Grace?” Chris lifted his chin smugly “Naturally, my sister-in-law has a share but not every tom, dick and harry can make that claim.”

“N-NO!” “You resist one more time, I’d have to cuff you, love.” My body stiffened as I angrily glared at him. He couldn’t be serious. But the swirls of eyes were more than serious. He’d cuff me rendering me helpless once again. My eyes reflected with intense fury and rage. Wife they call me and yet treat me like a whore. Use me whenever their heart desire. “I am your wife!” I cried angry tears rushing down my eyes. Ralph looked amused shaking his head. “Not a whore!”

She sounded so hopeful; what else could I do but agree? “Sounds like a plan. Am I permitted to tag along?”I want to meet the brother; he sounds interesting, and I would love to see how the dynamic trio works in a house. I have rarely seen two women or, in this case, men sharing a partner working well. It must take a special kind of person to accept sharing or being shared as a married trio.

And someday her whole family would be back in the front row to see her and hear her when the curtain rose. “I want to do this now, I want to stay home. You couldn't stop me even if you wanted to if I decided to go back, and I know you won't. But I really need to live this stage of my life; I want to see everything, experience everything about being a full-time mother and wife. It's something I chose, I'm doing it because it's what I feel.” Balancing life, every aspect of it, isn't easy. But it's easier when you have someone like Daniel, willing to share responsibilities, to be understanding and committed, to prioritize your dreams. In short: life is easier when the person by your side doesn'

I just don't know if Sasha is willing to cooperate. After all, Sasha's daily schedule is very full, and this kind of meaningless dinner will probably be classified as a waste of time by her. "Bring your wife to me?" Nigel Carson's expression flashed with a strange look, and then she nodded. "Okay, if you can really let me see your wife, I will believe you, and I won't entangle you again in the future." No matter how active Nigel Carson is, she also has her own pride. Her self-esteem and principles make it impossible for her to do such a thing as a third party.

"Thank you, baby. Just... thank you.” "Always welcome, my darling.” Adam noticed blood trickling from the side of her leg where a piece of the broken vase had caught. He reached for the first aid box and began cleaning the wound; Karen winced slightly in response. “Since we're talking about the subject of rest,” Adam started. “I think it'll be better if the shares are under one person's name.” Karen's eyes searched his face. “What do you mean?” His jaw tightened slightly. “Like, maybe I could transfer my shares to you, or you transfer yours to me. Just… Our shares as a couple should be together with one person. Either you or me.”

"Mr. Basham, I don't just have photos of you and your mistress. I also have proof of your little schemes to siphon off company shares. "Given Mrs. Basham's personality, she probably won't forgive you after you've transferred shared marital assets, will she?"

"I was humiliated, dragged, belittled. Julie came to the panel to pull me down!" Lia broke the hug slowly, face frowny. "But is it true? Is she really the major shareholder?" Harvey swallowed and sat slowly. Lia sat on his laps, waiting while caressing his creasy face. "Come on, sugar..." "Her late parents passed their shares down to her," he confessed slowly. "But she's my wife, and I have unlimited rights to everything she owns Lia! I have the right!"

she gave out a big smile. "So tonight, let’s raise a glass not just to partnerships and profits, but to legacy, loyalty, and knowing exactly where you stand—both in business… and in life." She nodded once, gracious and composed. "Thank you for your time. Please, enjoy the evening. I know I certainly will." At first there was silence but then she had bewildered everyone with her speech that they were taking time to let it sink, the crowd began to applaud as she stepped down the stage to go back to her table right beside her husband.