What Does Islam Say If My Husband Asked For A Second Wife?

"My husband sold me like property. But the man who bought me... he wants to make me his queen." For three years, Stacy has endured the unthinkable. Her husband Matt doesn't just neglect her—he sells her. Night after night, he forces her into the beds of wealthy investors and powerful business partners, using her body to seal his deals. An "open marriage," he calls it. But there's nothing open about being used as merchandise. "I was his business asset. His bargaining chip. His whore." At the Sterling Gala, Matt drugs her and delivers her to a room full of predators—five men ready to claim their "payment." But something inside Stacy finally breaks. She fights back. She runs. And crashes straight into the arms of Michael Sotheby—billionaire, corporate king, and the one man even her husband fears. "I didn't save you for free. You owe me a debt. And I intend to collect." Michael's protection comes with a price. What starts as a transaction becomes something far more dangerous. His touch doesn't feel like violation. His kiss awakens desires she thought were dead. For the first time in three years, she feels alive. But when morning comes, terror grips her heart. Michael isn't just any billionaire—he's Matt's biggest rival. And he has no intention of letting her go. Caught between the husband who sells her and the billionaire who wants to own her, Stacy discovers that sometimes the most dangerous man is the only one who can set you free. WARNING: This book contains mature themes including sexual coercion, trafficking within marriage, dubious consent, dark romance elements, and morally complex characters. Intended for adult readers only.

It’s true what they say about marriage: one partner’s always happier than the other. ~~~ Julie's world is shattered when her husband, Ryan, reveals that he wants an open marriage. His reason: he needs a child as they've been unable to have one. Julie reluctantly agrees to save her marriage. The next day, Ryan returns home with his secretary, confirming Julie’s long-held suspicion that their affair was taking place behind her back. Julie, heartbroken and enraged, seeks solace in a bar, where she meets a fascinating stranger named Luke, who changes the game. Julie confides in Luke over drinks, and he proposes a risky plan: he will act as her "boyfriend" to turn the tables on Ryan. Julie agrees, setting off a chain of events that will challenge everything she thought she knew about love, loyalty, and herself.

Serena Anson has always been protective of her marriage even though it’s already falling apart. The sole reason was her lovely daughter, Millie, and her unconditional love for her husband Tyler. However, the longest day would always find its night and no matter how beautiful the beginning was, the ending might turn so ugly and painful…No woman could endlessly forgive the betrayal of her husband, especially when he secretly had an illegitimate child with his ex-love. Serena’s bruised heart and shattered trust couldn’t be endured anymore. She coldly asked her husband for a divorce which he fiercely refused resulting in a huge quarrel and countless misunderstandings. She won’t back down. She won’t give up. Serena had come this far, and she wouldn’t let her husband ruin all of her and break their daughter’s heart. However, Tyler won't let go either. No matter where it leads them. *** "Don't even dream of divorcing me, Serena." “There’s no way I’ll let you go. You are destined to suffer with me. You are mine.”

On the night of our wedding, my husband told me he wanted to have a child with his teacher’s daughter. When I confronted him, he turned it back on me. “Teacher is seriously ill, and her only wish is to see three generations under one roof. My junior and I are just doing IVF. It’s not like anything is actually happening between us!” “Besides, you were also her student. How could you refuse to help fulfill her last wish?” However, the next day, when I went to visit our teacher with a fruit basket, I saw my husband and his junior locked in an embrace at the corner of the hallway. The moment was like a bolt of lightning. I turned and walked away. The following day, my husband sent me a text: [I’m going with her for the IVF. Let’s postpone the family gathering for a few days.] I did not reply. Instead, I went back to my hometown alone, visiting each of my relatives to personally apologize. Then, I went to a lawyer. “I’d like to sue my husband for bigamy.”

"You can give everything to a man—your time, your love, your life—but if you’re not the woman he wants, none of it matters." I wish I had known that before. Almost ten years of marriage. And now here he is — ready to leave me, take my son, and marry my sister. And worse? He’s making the world believe I’ve gone mad. Seven years. Seven years of sacrificing. Of putting him first, of trying to be the wife he said he needed. And now? I’m locked away, labeled crazy. The whole of Atlanta is praying for me. Because they all think I’ve broken down. That I’m sick. And that lie? It’s his. My sisters’. My parents’. My best friends’. Even my sons’. Yes — the boy I raised like mine. He made a video. Said I fell down the stairs, and that’s what triggered all this. It’s viral now. But it's not the entire truth; it’s just the story they needed. I gave them everything. Held this family together. Played every role — wife, mother, daughter, friend. I was everything… well, everything until she came back. Now that their perfect girl is home, I’m just in the way. And the best way to erase me? Label me unstable. Even my son wants her to be his mom. My husband? He says I was never the one. The truth is, they never really wanted me. Well, not until…

While I was completely in the dark, my husband secretly donated his sperm. Before long, the two women who had received it showed up at my doorstep. Both were heavily pregnant. And both moved into my house as if they owned the place. It was over a hundred degrees outside, yet they still had the nerve to order me to go out and buy them drinks. I told them to get out. Instead, they pointed their fingers in my face and cursed at me. "Bitch! From now on, we're Ryan's first and second wives. How dare you act so high and mighty?" "Our sons are going to inherit Ryan's business empire. You'd better take good care of us. If you behave, we might even let you stay on as the help." Furious, I called my husband home and demanded an explanation. But instead of standing by me, he took their side. "Victoria, they're just two poor women from the countryside. Cut them some slack and forgive them." I laughed right in his face. He had thrown away a wealthy, accomplished wife for two shameless strangers. "Don't forget who's really in charge of this family. Since you're so worried about them, you can get out with them."