My Secret Husband
Feroce Arcadia · Ongoing · 96.2k Words
Introduction
Anastacia found herself in a whirlwind of change when she woke up beside a stranger naked after they shared a one-steamy-night. She thought they only shared a forbidden night, but she was in for a surprise when the man told her that they were already married!
Is her secret husband's capability enough to ruin her planned marriage to her wealthy fiancé?
Chapter 1
I was half awake when I felt a stomachache. I could feel the pain and the urge to vomit, so I quickly got up. But that sensation vanished immediately and was replaced by nervousness when I realized where I was.
This isn't my room! Where am I?!
"Damn!" I whispered to myself.
When I looked down at myself, I nearly went into a trance when I realized I wasn't wearing anything, just a blanket wrapped around me.
"Ugh..."
My whole world seemed to pause when I heard that faint growl. I had no idea what I'd do next. My entire body started to tremble with fear and anxiety. I prayed that my assumption was wrong. I hoped it was Ares.
But I was completely mistaken when I saw the man beside me from behind. He had a large dragon tattoo on his back and a full-sleeve tattoo as well. He was broad and muscular, clearly the result of hitting the gym - definitely not Ares' back.
What have you done, Ana? Who is this man?
I was about to stand up when I felt something in my hand, on my finger. I examined it closely and frowned when I saw I was wearing a ring—a wedding ring?!
"What's going on..." I whispered, still examining the ring to figure out its kind, all while my heart continued to thump loudly.
My world shattered completely when I realized what kind of ring it was. I rapidly scanned the room and spotted a piece of paper on the side table. I quickly stood up and grabbed the paper. As I read it, I felt like I might faint.
"Damn..." I whispered again, trembling and holding the paper. "A marriage contract?"
What transpired last night? Why does this document exist? Why am I wearing a wedding ring and finding a marriage contract here? Why am I in this room with this man? Where's Elena? What the hell happened, Ana?!
Tears welling up, I placed the paper back on the table. My heart was still racing as I pondered my next move - should I just leave or confront this man who was still asleep and demand an explanation?
"Hey..."
I froze in my spot at the sound of that voice. It was whole and still hoarse. When I turned to look at the speaker, I saw the man sitting on the bed. I glanced down at his body. Like his back, his chest was also broad.
What's wrong with you, Ana?!
"W-who are you? What did you do to me?" I fired off one question after another, wiping the tears from my eyes.
He suddenly smirked at me and shook his head.
"Don't make me laugh, lady. Don't you remember anything?"
"A-answer my question! Who are you? Why... Why is there a marriage contract here? Why am I wearing a wedding ring? Why are we both naked?" I cut him off, the intense nervousness burning in my heart.
Even though I already knew the possibilities, I still hoped my thoughts were wrong.
That little smirk never left his lips. Instead of answering, he suddenly stood up and faced me. For a moment, my eyes widened at his action, realizing he wasn't wearing anything. I quickly bent down and bit my lower lip hard. What kind of man was this and was this his habit?
"I see. Looks like you really don't remember anything. That sucks. You don't even remember what happened between us last night," he said in his arrogant tone.
My anger intensified. I wanted to look at him, but I couldn't be certain if he was wearing anything or not.
But my attention shifted when he mentioned what happened last night. Something had indeed transpired between us. At first, I still denied it to myself, but that was shattered when I saw the bloodstain on the bed sheet.
I sat down on the bed with my back to him and cried quietly, overwhelmed with annoyance and anger. I didn't even know what I was going to do after this. What awaited me now?
"I can't believe it… you took advantage of me—"
"Not really. You were the first to approach me, Miss. If only you could remember everything. We had fun last night. We were both very drunk. From what I saw last night, I think you enjoyed it too," he interjected, making me feel even more dejected.
I knew it. That was my first time drinking hard liquor. I didn't understand why I couldn't remember anything from last night. But there was only one thing on my mind now: How do I tell Ares?
"The ring you mentioned earlier is our wedding ring. We got married last night. Something happened between us; it was a honeymoon. I guess you're not that foolish for not knowing that," he said coolly. I turned to him quickly.
He was already wearing pants and fixing his hair.
"I don't believe you! Didn't you stop me from what I did and agree to get married just because we were both drunk?" I shouted at him, but he just laughed.
I could even see him looking at my body, so I quickly ran into the bathroom with my belongings. Once inside, I sat down and wept with deep remorse.
I was so confused. I didn't know what to believe. I didn't know if I should believe what that man said. But what if it was true? What if I did that last night? How would Ares and I get married? It was supposed to be my bachelorette party. Elena had prepared that for me after Ares proposed to me.
And now, here I am.
Married to a man I don't know.
And something happened between us.
How am I supposed to believe that when I don't remember anything?
After I finished bathing and getting dressed, I quickly packed my belongings. Suddenly, I grabbed my bag and searched for my cell phone. When I saw that it had a low battery, my heart pounded even more.
"You can relax. You should be thankful you married me. Don't worry, I'll be a good husband—"
"I will immediately file for an annulment if this is really true," I interrupted him.
The man suddenly laughed, so I looked at him. Suddenly, his face turned serious.
"You can't do that anymore, wife. Our wedding is even more official after what happened between us last night..." he said in his deep voice, quickly closing the distance between us.
I was about to walk away from him, but he quickly cornered me against the wall. I automatically looked up because he was so tall. I saw him lower his gaze to my lips and then return to my eyes again. I could feel my heart pounding .
"Damn. I will not regret our marriage because of you. You were amazing last night with those innocent eyes. I almost fainted, you know..."
And I was sure, this would be my worst nightmare. This man would be my biggest mistake.
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"You drive me crazy, baby..."
Those sweet words I knew so well completely destroyed me.
Everyone said we were the perfect couple, but who knew this marriage was built on nothing but lies?
Since he's so good at acting, I guess it's time I gave him a show of my own. I'm going to make sure everyone sees what this "perfect husband" really is...
He Thought I'd Never Leave
When he said he was being bullied, I believed him. When he kissed me on that rooftop, I thought he felt the same. When he asked me to transfer schools with him, I said yes without hesitation.
Then I heard him bragging to his friends: "She'd save her first time for me. Hell, she'd still be thinking of me on her wedding night."
The bullying was staged. The kiss meant nothing. He just wanted me gone—so his new girl could feel more comfortable.
He thought I'd beg. He thought I'd cry. He thought I'd never actually leave.
I left the country.
And ran straight into his stepbrother.
I Died While They Threw Her a Party
Their real daughter came home. She'd only been back two years. That's all it took to erase twenty-four.
When kidnappers grabbed us, I used my body as a shield. They beat me until something inside me ruptured. I was dying from internal bleeding, but no one could tell.
My parents wouldn't even look at me. "This is your fault! None of this would've happened if it weren't for you!"
"Get downstairs and apologize to your sister. If you can't, pack your things and get out."
They threw her a party at a downtown hotel while I died alone in my room.
I thought they'd be relieved. Maybe even glad. I thought they'd just move on like I never existed.
But when they finally learned the truth, they fell apart.
Bury Me in His Regret
The kidnapper pressed the gun to my temple and asked, "Choose your wife or your sister-in-law?"
Zachary didn't hesitate. "Let Valerie go," he said.
He actually chose to save his sister-in-law! In that moment, even the baby in my belly seemed to stop kicking.
Later, they locked me in the basement. Drugs to delay labor were pumped into my veins over and over. Zachary wanted to save the "firstborn son" status for his sister-in-law's child.
When warm blood finally soaked through my skirt, I dialed the number I knew by heart with shaking hands.
"Zachary," I whispered into the phone, "our child... can't wait any longer."
The Kidney That Killed Me
A few months ago, my sister was hospitalized with kidney failure. The doctor said she needed a transplant. My family's first thought was me—the backup daughter they'd kept around all these years.
When my husband Allen took my hand with tears in his eyes and said, "Only you can save her," I agreed without hesitation.
When the doctor explained the surgical risks and potential complications, I smiled and nodded my understanding.
My parents said I'd finally learned what sisterly love meant.
Even Allen, who'd always been cold to me, held my hand gently and said, "The surgery's safe. You're so healthy, nothing will go wrong. When you recover, I'll take you to Hawaii."
But they don't know that no matter how the surgery goes, I won't be around to celebrate.
Because I just got my own test results—I have terminal brain cancer. I'm going to die anyway.
After the Affair: Falling into a Billionaire's Arms
From first crush to wedding vows, George Capulet and I had been inseparable. But in our seventh year of marriage, he began an affair with his secretary.
On my birthday, he took her on vacation. On our anniversary, he brought her to our home and made love to her in our bed...
Heartbroken, I tricked him into signing divorce papers.
George remained unconcerned, convinced I would never leave him.
His deceptions continued until the day the divorce was finalized. I threw the papers in his face: "George Capulet, from this moment on, get out of my life!"
Only then did panic flood his eyes as he begged me to stay.
When his calls bombarded my phone later that night, it wasn't me who answered, but my new boyfriend Julian.
"Don't you know," Julian chuckled into the receiver, "that a proper ex-boyfriend should be as quiet as the dead?"
George seethed through gritted teeth: "Put her on the phone!"
"I'm afraid that's impossible."
Julian dropped a gentle kiss on my sleeping form nestled against him. "She's exhausted. She just fell asleep."
Falling for my boyfriend's Navy brother
"What is wrong with me?
Why does being near him make my skin feel too tight, like I’m wearing a sweater two sizes too small?
It’s just newness, I tell myself firmly.
He’s my boyfirend’s brother.
This is Tyler’s family.
I’m not going to let one cold stare undo that.
**
As a ballet dancer, My life looks perfect—scholarship, starring role, sweet boyfriend Tyler. Until Tyler shows his true colors and his older brother, Asher, comes home.
Asher is a Navy veteran with battle scars and zero patience. He calls me "princess" like it's an insult. I can't stand him.
When My ankle injury forces her to recover at the family lake house, I‘m stuck with both brothers. What starts as mutual hatred slowly turns into something forbidden.
I'm falling for my boyfriend's brother.
**
I hate girls like her.
Entitled.
Delicate.
And still—
Still.
The image of her standing in the doorway, clutching her cardigan tighter around her narrow shoulders, trying to smile through the awkwardness, won’t leave me.
Neither does the memory of Tyler. Leaving her here without a second thought.
I shouldn’t care.
I don’t care.
It’s not my problem if Tyler’s an idiot.
It’s not my business if some spoiled little princess has to walk home in the dark.
I’m not here to rescue anyone.
Especially not her.
Especially not someone like her.
She’s not my problem.
And I’ll make damn sure she never becomes one.
But when my eyes fell on her lips, I wanted her to be mine.
Accardi
“I thought you said you were done chasing me?” Gen mocked.
“I am done chasing you.”
Before she could formulate a witty remark, Matteo threw her down. She landed hard on her back atop his dining room table. She tried to sit up when she noticed what he was doing. His hands were working on his belt. It came free of his pants with a violent yank. She collapsed back on her elbows, her mouth gaping open at the display. His face was a mask of sheer determination, his eyes were a dark gold swimming with heat and desire. His hands wrapped around her thighs and pulled her to the edge of the table. He glided his fingers up her thighs and hooked several around the inside of her panties. His knuckles brushed her dripping sex.
“You’re soaking wet, Genevieve. Tell me, was it me that made you this way or him?” his voice told her to be careful with her answer. His knuckles slid down through her folds and she threw her head back as she moaned. “Weakness?”
“You…” she breathed.
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A pack of their own
Game of Destiny
When Finlay finds her, she is living among humans. He is smitten by the stubborn wolf that refuse to acknowledge his existence. She may not be his mate, but he wants her to be a part of his pack, latent wolf or not.
Amie cant resist the Alpha that comes into her life and drags her back into pack life. Not only does she find herself happier than she has been in a long time, her wolf finally comes to her. Finlay isn't her mate, but he becomes her best friend. Together with the other top wolves in the pack, they work to create the best and strongest pack.
When it's time for the pack games, the event that decides the packs rank for the coming ten year, Amie needs to face her old pack. When she sees the man that rejected her for the first time in ten years, everything she thought she knew is turned around. Amie and Finlay need to adapt to the new reality and find a way forward for their pack. But will the curve ball split them apart?
Surrendering to Destiny
Graham MacTavish wasn't prepared to find his mate in the small town of Sterling that borders the Blackmoore Packlands. He certainly didn't expect her to be a rogue, half-breed who smelled of Alpha blood. With her multi-colored eyes, there was no stopping him from falling hard the moment their mate bond snapped into place. He would do anything to claim her, protect her and cherish her no matter the cost.
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Despite the hardships, a burning desire and willingness to trust will help forge a strong bond between the two... but no bond is unbreakable. When the secrets kept close to heart are slowly revealed, will the two be able to weather the storm? Or will the gift bestowed upon Catherine by the moon goddess be too insurmountable to overcome?
Shattered Girl
“I’m sorry, sweetheart. Was that too much?” I could see the worry in his eyes as I took a deep breath.
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who doesn't want her, a politically motivated stepfather with ties to the Irish mob, four older stepbrothers, and their best friend who swear to love and protect her. Then, one night, everything shatters, and Emmy feels her only option is to run.
When her stepbrothers and their best friend finally find her, will they pick up the pieces and convince Emmy that they will keep her safe and their love will hold them together?
