Adulteress Novels & Stories

Do not let his hot intimidating gaze derail you from your plan, I straightened my posture. "And what was my first sin, if I may ask?" I folded my arms across my chest, standing with my legs apart and my eyes equally matching his glare, and my gaze grew fiercer, remembering how he let Imelda hug him. "Adultery." "How?" "Sharing strawberries with Connor." His face morphed into disgust as if he was replaying seeing us together in his head, and my lips parted letting out a low chuckle. "And what would you call letting another woman hug you?"

…and…w…why? Why would someone choose hell with their own hands? Luciano turned his gaze at the girl. “Giovanna, è vero? (Giovanna, is this true?)” He asked sternly yet politely; like an elder brother would. The girl whose name I captured Giovanna preposterously shook her head. “No, sta mentendo. Non sono una puttana, Luc. Non posso essere altro che una prostituta! (No, he is lying. I’m not a whore, Luc. I can be anything but a hooker,),” Giovanna whined. I flinched when Nikola ragingly slapped her, with a bellow. Giovanna’s face tossed to the other side and I doubted if her head hadn’t parted from her body.

Chapter Forty-Seven "It's like you're talking about yourself. Indeed, Max betrayed you and your marriage, but aren't you also having an affair?" Levi spoke bluntly, disliking Bella's apparent inclination to forgive Max. Bella remained unruffled by Levi's frank revelations. Instead, she looked at him and chuckled, "Exactly, I acknowledge my actions were despicable and repulsive. Despite knowing that Max was unfaithful first, I too engaged in infidelity while our marriage was still ongoing."

Her calm seemed natural, as if life had not yet intruded upon her. Thus began Adel’s double life, a life where desire intertwined with betrayal, and love intertwined with secrecy. And every night, he learned how to be a husband to two women at the same time, without Naomi ever knowing the truth… until the day when everything would be revealed. He did not know that he had become prey to two women: one who seemed innocent but was deceitful at her core, and the other who seemed beloved but was truly diabolical—a witch who captivates with her beauty and seductive femininity.

"Ethan, please...I never seduced you! I love you!" Alister's face was a rictus of disgust as he turned to the jeering masses. "There you have it, the whore's true colors." "No!" I screamed again, struggling against the enforcers holding me back. "You're all hypocritical bastards!" I didn't care anymore. I had been pushed too far, stripped of all reason. If I was going to be condemned, I would drag them all down into the filth with me. "How's this fair?" I shrieked, whipping my gaze towards Alister. "I'm being punished for adultery when my own mate, your precious son Roy, has been unfaithful more times than I can count!"

The room seemed to crackle with deceit, the air heavy with the stench of betrayal. Cindy carefully positioned herself on the bed, beside William, her every move designed to create the illusion of intimacy. She gazed at him with feigned affection, her eyes filled with false adoration. In her twisted mind, she was playing the role of the scorned lover to perfection, a master manipulator weaving a tale of infidelity and betrayal.

The man was so fucking organized, it almost seems like he does not make mistakes. “Let's go meet the other ladies,” Brenda offered. I didn't want to meet the other ladies, they are judgmental women who pretend to be saints, but I knew their dirty secrets. Ranging from Lana: The goody two shoes girlfriend who has fucked her boyfriend's friend multiple times behind her boyfriend's back. Then to Maria: The one who pretends to be a virgin but she is a fucking whore who sleeps with men for money. Then Aurora: The one who talks about staying with one guy, but she has jumped to four guys in just six months because she is trying to find the right cock that would fuck her well.

It felt like a dé·jà vu. Where it had ended in an elevator the last time, it now extended to another scene. And the scene wasn't anything simple or expected but something beyond my imagination – an intimate scene with Kim! Of all the men out there, why him? I even had trouble forgetting that scene with him on the beach one time. Zed is now my husband and should only be the only man in my mind. I was betraying him already by imagining Kim during those unsatisfied moments I had with him.

The sharp click of her 5-inch heels echoed through the lobby. She stopped in the center of the hall, her expression unreadable as she looked at the still little figure on the floor. "Still putting on a show? Is this what Howard taught you—how to fake sympathy? You really think that if you act pitiful enough, I'll soften up? Keep dreaming." Each word cut through me like a blade, stabbing my soul again and again. I wanted to scream—how could she? How could she believe such cruelty of her own child? My boy was gentle, obedient, innocent… Tears spilled onto his face.

‘Didn’t you know? Victor turned away, still breathing hard. ‘No, I didn’t. I assumed –’ He turned around again, his face filled with desire. ‘The ladies of this city are creatures of hypocrisy. They claim virtue and modesty, while practicing something entirely different. I thought you were like them.’ Adelia brushed a strand of hair off her face, her feet still bound by leather. ‘Well, I’m not like that them, but it doesn’t mean that we can’t–’