Wife Beauty Novels & Stories

Clarissa asked Adrian with an angry tone. "Well, I had a conscience until I discovered that the woman who I have been honest with right from the very beginning is a very good liar, and with the help of my sister, they kicked out a woman who they knew very well doesn't have any job or money to take care of herself. So unless I find that woman, and I'm very sure that she's okay wherever she is, no marriage will be taking place," Adrian said to Clarissa and Melissa before turning and walking away.

Riana looked closely at her lover, and impatiently awaited an answer from Wira. Wira was still trying to remember if it was really that woman, but her appearance, and personality were very different from the woman he remembered. As far as Wira knew, only one woman looked at Riana with a look full of envy, and hatred. The woman whose face was full of acne, and who even glared at Riana whenever she saw her.

she whispered as she poured away the dirty water she got from raising some beef and continued preparing the beef. It was time for her evening cleaning, so she went inside the restaurant with her mop and bucket. The place was not yet crowded so she decided to hurry up before the whole place filled up. All eyes were on her as usual, this has been the way customers stare at her since her baby bump started showing. she ignored them and continued with what she was doing.

Vivienne shakes her head, “He took advantage of me. When I saw you in that hospital bed, your back was covered in burns, and the doctors said you might not survive. It broke something in me. I’m not the type of woman who cheats.” “You never came to see me,” I say through gritted teeth. “I did. When they first brought you in. Before the surgery. They were still trying to remove your clothes. I ran away when I saw it.” I scoff, “So you are the type that runs when things get hard. I’m glad I didn’t marry you. I deserve a woman who accepts all of me, even my scars.” “Do you think your wife could stomach it. I’d like to see what her reaction would be. What does she do when she sees your scars?”

She said insincerely, "No! Go on and find yourself a wife while I select another husband." His eyes were ablaze with wrath. "Who's on your mind?" She stubbornly continued taunting him, "Why must I let you know? You have no right to meddle in my business!" "You're my wife. Who has the right to meddle if not me?" "Who's your wife? Do you know who I am? What's my name and age?" "Victoria Jameson, a few months into your 20th birthday on 18th February. I saw it all on the marriage certificate. You should stay away from Sebastian!"

She had two rings on her lower lip and one on her eyebrow and chin. He wondered what his wife was doing with a heathen, having conversations and what not. And then to Noah’s horror, the girl took Natalia’s hands and leaned in, placing a small, feathery kiss on Natalia’s lips. He could not take anymore of that sinful looking girl’s appearance and then she touched his wife in such a manner? If Natalia was recognised by anyone present, that could spell a huge embarrassment for him. He could see the headlines taking about it already.

He can see her beautiful pointed virgin breasts and her tiny waist giving her the shape of an African goddess. “Nathan! Hello..” Angela waves at Nathan trying to make him zoom out of wherever he’s lost in. “Hey! sorry, you’re done? Umm…can I get you a glass of wine?” “Yes thank you.” “Viper, this is my wife Angela.” “Angy, Viper one of my boys.” “Nice meeting you Mrs. Williams Always at your service.” “Thank you.” [smiles and sit down next to Nathan] “Sir you have a beautiful wife.” [Viper can’t stop staring at Angela.

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.

Through the curtain, I heard them. "Is that your wife?" Isabella whispered. She'd seen me before, knowing I was Aidan's girlfriend. My beauty made people unforgettable but made her jealous. "Nah," Aidan replied.

It turned out that Wilson's other woman was a reporter. I had seen her on TV, grilling interviewees with her sharp wit, a stunning beauty with an iron will. I kept tabs on her every move once I knew she was my husband's mistress. Every time she was on air, I was watching. Her looks and killer instincts had made her a star in the news world. They called her the Beauty Sniper online, a nod to her ability to make any story she touched explode into the limelight. The next night, she became the lead story on the evening news.