Novel & Cerita Wife Wants An Open Marriage

I lifted my head and looked up at him from the floor of the room where my marriage had just died, my whole body shaking. "What exactly do you call this?" My voice cracked and rose. "A wife for your cameras and my sister for your bed. What do you call that, Michael?" He straightened up. He buttoned his cuff, first the left, then the right, and looked down at me with the patient face of a man closing a meeting. "I want an open marriage," he said. "A divorce will taint my reputation."

Autumn found it ridiculous she was explaining this simple rule to Ivan. Ivan shove his hands in his pockets. "But as a married woman you're not supposed to partake in such conduct. What would people think of you?" Ivan said as Autumn remained stunned. "Are you going to see Iris during the entirety of the open marriage?" Autumn asked. "Yes. She's the love of my life and since you suggested an open marriage it's only right if I see her, don't you think?" Ivan said boldly as if kicking her to the gut. She was furious and kept thinking how she came to be obsessed with the bastard.

"The company goes public in three weeks, Chloe. Three weeks. Do you know how much investor confidence matters? They want stability. A solid family man with a devoted wife. Not a divorced CEO with drama." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "So what, I'm supposed to stay married to you? After what I just saw?" "Why not?" He shrugged like we were discussing dinner plans. "Open marriages are very common now, especially among high-quality elites. It's practical. Modern. We both get what we need." My stomach turned. "What you need is my sister in your bed."

"The Falcone family rule is no violence in business. But my rule is, no one disrespects my wife." He used to be my shield against every storm. He gave me all his affection, all his tenderness. He made me think that open marriage pact was dead and buried. Until Sophia. Now, for this "game," he had broken our only rule. The most important one. Loyalty. This wasn't about a thrill anymore. He was falling for her.

The ladies however, join our table, and while they catch up with Bella, I nurse my drink, sipping slowly and carefully. From their conversation, I find out that both women are married to underbosses and they’re frustrated. “Just last week, I walked in on my husband in bed with a younger girl. I couldn’t even say a word,” the tall lady says with a shake of her head. “Mine told me if I’m tired of having him cheat all the time, I should agree to an open marriage. But I’m not allowed to have sex with other men.” I stare at them with disbelief, even through my slightly hazed mind, I can’t grasp the concept of such a union.

As if I'd tell him that my plan was to become close with him so he would fall back or would just like me back. "Isn't it normal to just tell to my husband that I'll be doing my part as his wife? Why would I waste my name as your wife now that I am married," I said with a sigh. "But you said we'd be okay in an open marriage?" I glared at Wren and he gave me an apologetic look. But he looked more intrigued. "Sudden changed of mind, Wren." "Was that the case?" I nodded at him. "What other more case are you expecting?"

Scott couldn't believe his ears. She repeated, "You heard me. I want a divorce!" "You have got to be kidding me. I should be the one making a fuss. I caught you cheating on me!" "No, I didn't cheat. You asked for an open marriage, and I gave you just that. You didn't think I would just sit back and watch as you frolic with Cora and anything else on skirts, did you?" Zara's eyes blazed as she argued. Her tone rendered Scott speechless. He could hardly recognize the woman in front of him.

“Watch your tone, woman. Learn how to respect your husband while you talk to him.” “What about the husband doing what he’s supposed to do then?” Natalia retorts. Noah starts to laugh, clapping his hands. “Women. All the same.” He stands up and begins to pace around. “I married you, gave you a home, a proper home, not an orphanage. I feed you, I get you the best things to wear and take you out to the best places to see the best things. We have regular intercourse. And you’re telling me to do what I’m supposed to do? As if I’m not doing it already?” He seethes.

Fortunately, it was only Tuesday, and I had a whole week to clean up my act before Kate returned. I decided to resume my sessions with Candis and tell her what had happened. After updating her, Candis commiserated for a while, then shocked me by starting a conversation about different types of marriage. She began with a discussion of 'open marriages', telling me how a proportion of couples have different degrees of open marriage. In some, both partners take on multiple lovers and still come home together. In others, only the wife or husband take on partners and the other stays faithful.

People can marry who they want or choose not to. “Marriage is a partnership too, Nikolai. Partnership is where two people mutually benefit from each other. It was a shotgun marriage that you had and don’t tell me otherwise. I may not meddle in everything you do, but I know what you’ve been up to. Do you think I’d let you settle for a life with a mere woman like her? No. It doesn’t work that way.” “I’ll pretend I never heard this from you.” “You’ll get to jail.”