Wifey Novels & Stories

Jonathan listened to her silently and felt a lot better. “You should be my therapist.” He joked to lighten the mood. “Let me be your friend and confidant first,” She replied with sincerity. “How is my wife doing?” He asked. “She is fine. She asked me to keep an eye on you if you must know. She does not want to show up now because she wants you to realize by yourself who are the people trying to separate the two of you and how far they would be willing to go.” She answered.

The car’s dashboard camera was connected to my phone. “Does Hugh like the gift I picked for him? I don’t always like the things he likes, but he always likes the things I like. So, I’m sure he’ll like this car. I chose it according to my preferences, so he must love it. Am I right?” “He loves it. More than you know.” “I want to go with you and Hugh when you try on the wedding garments.” “Why would you want to go?” “Because you’re going to look so beautiful in your wedding dress. You can’t just let him see it all by himself.”

He raise himself from his desk and gives his wife a kiss. "Hmm... I feel that I have to appear here once in a while to stake my claim to my husband." Both man was shocked to hear her declaration. "Are you by the way jealous, honey?" Cole asked she doesn't normally show her possessiveness towards him. "Who wouldn't be when I was stopped by your watch dog from entering ang seeing my husband. "Watch dog? Who is my watch dog?" "Who else but your girlfriend the former model Claudia Stevenson! What is she doing outside your office Cole?"

After sending the photo, Edward edited another text message: 'Wife, guess what I bought you? '

“Eat Wifey’s pussy, Husband.” Because when I get out of here, I’d find out what you’re hiding.

I'm your Maid, it's not the other way around. "You're also my friend and it's not such a bad thing to help you out if you're helping me, as a friend." She opened her mouth to say something but my phone chimed which automatically distracted her. I grouchily took the phone from the bed to read whatever message just popped in. I was expecting a message from Alvin but it instead is a message from an unknown ID and it read: *** Hey, hey, hey, new 'wife'. That title of being a wife might not last for as long as you think because I'm on a mission to eliminate your husband. If you love him and care about his life, you should return home because I'm

They saw their little wife confused but what she said made a sudden calmness to spread in their demeanor. She said that she got the T-shirt from her husbands closet that means she mentioned them as her husbands and they didn't about care anything at that time but the words their little wife said for them. She considers them as her husbands but why they are feeling so happy for that. Even their faces were blank but inside their stomach were fluttering. They tried to calm their sudden excitement and concentrated on the screen.

The room erupted in laughter, a shared moment of joy and camaraderie among the staff. Ariana's smile widened upon hearing Mateo refer to her as his wife. It was a delightful surprise, surpassing her expectations of being called his girlfriend. The weight of the term 'wife' carried a deeper significance, making her feel cherished and loved. Her heart fluttered with joy and contentment as she looked at Mateo, her eyes shimmering with affection.

"She's my wife." "What?!"

“Wifey… hear me out.” That word snapped my attention back to him. I lifted my chin, my eyes hardening. “I’m not your wifey! Your wife, your recognized wife is Elsa. Not me.” I expected anger, denial, or at least hesitation but he showed none of it. “You’re my wifey,” he replied calmly. “Not Elsa. Not anyone else.” A bitter laugh escaped me before I could stop it. “Well, that’s not exactly proven, is it?” I said. “Those are just words, and I’m not dumb enough to believe anything that comes out of your mouth again.”