Woman You Are Wanted Novel 소설 & 이야기

Most of them were just resentful that a woman my age didn't know her place and was supposedly seducing men in the village. If they couldn't control their tongues or keep their husbands in check, why should they take it out on a single woman like me? It was pure envy. Whose fault was it that they were so starved for a man's attention? They could just find someone else they could enjoy their time with. Now, I was different from them. After the renovations were complete, Rodrick and Colby mysteriously covered my eyes and promised a huge surprise. Full of anticipation, I arrived at the once-dilapidated house. It was completely transformed now, furnished with toys I had seen online and dominated

“What’s your last name?” This gorgeous woman was trapped in a marriage she couldn’t run away from, and I wanted to know who this powerful man was. Fucking her had only sparked my interest further, and now I wanted to know everything about her. Once I’d been with a woman, my interest was usually depleted. I moved on to someone else days later, and the cycle continued endlessly. But this woman fucked so enthusiastically, it was like she’d been trapped on an island for the last three years. She treated me like a hooker she’d paid a million dollars for. She fucked me like I was the sexiest man she’d ever laid eyes on. Sex was always good with my partners, but she was so transparent, it was refre

7 CATO Just like everyone else, she wanted something from me. Most women wanted a good lay. Most women wanted the opportunity to make me fall in love with them. Most women wanted to get their hands on my money. But no woman had ever wanted a job from me. I should be annoyed with Siena, but in actuality, I was impressed. Just like me, when she wanted something, she went out and seized it. Most people wouldn’t have that kind of drive and patience. She did all her research before she finally made her move.

I'm begging you! She looked completely unhinged as she fought against the bodyguards, trying to reach me. I looked at her indifferently and asked, "Why are you wearing that ring now?" "Because I want your love! I want us to get married again!" "Where were you when I was dying from an allergic reaction?" I quietly asked. Adella went silent, while I didn't stay any longer and turned to walk out of the alley with my bodyguards. … The next morning, I saw the local headlines. The report stated that a woman, who was buried in debt after her boyfriend fled with her money, had tracked him down.

He added, "Alyssa Winter, you were cruel enough to refuse to let Gracie move into our home, forcing a pregnant woman to live all alone. So, I'm going to make you experience how hard life is for women." At that moment, the restaurant customers followed the burly woman outside. Timothy shoved me back into the pit without a second thought. The woman threw a stack of photos at me, hitting my body hard. She yelled, "Still trying to deny it? This is all the evidence. You're disgusting! You're married, yet you're still playing mistress to my husband." One photo stuck to the food that stained my clothes. When I picked it up and looked at it, I felt like I had been struck by lightning.

I've become the shell of who I was when I left the forest, a shell of the girl whose major focus was on getting herbs for her patients. A girl who wants nothing more but to be accepted into a world that hated her. A girl who wants to experiment with maternal love more than anything in this world. A girl who's happy to die alone if the villagers can just give her the love she wants. A girl who smiles despite the ill-treatment of her people on her. A girl who starts each Ubochi with a smile on her face. A girl currently lying in pain. “It's either you drink this Amataba dear, or you face your death.” I wouldn't want him to die, but it's better if it thinks I am going to allow it to die if he r

This is a work of fiction and should not be interpreted as an endorsement of unsafe or non-consensual sexual behavior. ********** Summary: Tessa was a devoted wife, a loving mother, and a woman quietly starving for more. One accidental discovery unlocked a hunger she never knew she had. Now, she isn’t looking for romance. She isn’t chasing love. She’s kneeling behind locked doors, ready to swallow every secret that slides through the wall. She used to be faithful. Now, she’s insatiable. ••••••• I never thought I’d be the kind of woman who’d crave something this filthy. But here I am, kneeling on the floor of a truck stop bathroom, soaked with need, hungry to wrap my mouth around the next str

I clung to the edge of his desk, shaking, desperate. “No,” I whispered. “You can’t just—no, Regan, you promised. Back in college, you promised me. You said if we ever got the chance—” “I remember what I said,” he cut in, voice soft but firm. “And I’ll keep my word. I’ll support you and the baby. You’ll never lack anything—” “I don’t want support!” I snapped, tears pouring down now, burning my skin. “I don’t want your f*cking money or pity, Regan—I want to be your wife! I want to carry your name!”

Then she said, her voice flat, "Take the blame." I stared at her. The woman in front of me felt like a stranger. At that moment, my phone buzzed with a notice from the hospital. A large payment was due immediately. Olivia glanced at it, her voice distant. "If you want your mom to make it, decide now."

He looks completely broken. "What did he say?" I ask. "He wanted to know your name," the woman says, turning her cold gaze back to me. "He knows you are not his wife. I told him you are just a visitor living in her meat." I blink. "You told him the truth?" "Why wouldn't I?" "The books say you are ruthless," I say, my voice dropping to a whisper. "The stories say you are a liar who tricked him." The woman takes a sharp step backward. Her face goes pale. "What else do your books say about me?"