Adulteress Novels & Stories

As I approach the grand stone steps, my eyes catch on a newspaper headline blaring from a nearby stand: **“Disgraced Billionaire, Adulterer, and Now Murder Suspect: Nathaniel Coven’s Fall from Grace.” The words hit me like a punch to the gut. I stop dead in my tracks, staring at the headline as it burns itself into my brain. Each word is like a dagger, twisting deeper and deeper. **Adulterer.** How did they find out? Who’s been feeding the press these lies, working so hard to paint Nathaniel as the villain, to make him look guilty before he even has a chance to prove his innocence?

He shot me a hard glare, and I nodded. "Then tell me, what do you call a woman who sleeps with a man that’s not her boyfriend or husband, but her sister’s husband… and her boss too? And when she’s drunk, she ends up in bed with her ex, the same ex she swore she hated. What do you call that, Ava? I’m waiting. Give me an answer." "Stop it, please." Bile rose to my throat as I pleaded. "Oh, I won't, until you admit it. Ava. Admit that you're a tiny little slut."

After hitting send, I felt a wave of sadness, but I’m determined to get a new phone. “Oh, this lovely phone screen is broken,” I vented, but my frustration wouldn’t hold me back. I decided to check F******k and encountered the biggest news of my life: "Miss Anna is not the real wife of billionaire Adrian; they're in a contract marriage that ends after a year. Anna is a whore who forced herself on Adrian; he doesn’t like her." I know exactly who spread this malicious news, and I won’t stand for it. How dare they label me a whore? What crimes have I committed?

It couldn’t be, I lost that virtue years ago. The door slammed shut behind her, signalling his exit. “You swine!” she growled, eyes hardening as she locked the door. I shuffled from the bed, keeping as much distance as I could from her. Nikolai wasn’t here, but that didn’t mean that I could hurt his woman. “He bought me,” It wasn’t an excuse, but it felt like something I should say. I wasn’t the enemy here. We were victims. “Bought?” she snickered, her face revealing that she knew more than she was letting on. “Aren’t you the man killer? The one sex maid that leaves her master broken and begging for more?”

he whispered back longing for her to kiss him but she was luring him into an uncontrollable desire for him as she slowly undressed herself, being left with only her bra and underpants. “Do we have a deal Mathew?” she asked him while she had just lowered her hand into his pants and was about to give him a blowjob. “Yes, whatever you want” he responded looking with so much lust toward her. She then lowered his trousers and pulled out his dick, she placed herself just perfectly with her ass facing his face as she bent it over to suck him, he uncontrollably tore her pants and gently kissed her ass while she did the work on him. Priscilla was quite the devil when she was angry and on a mission. M

The woman continued to scream at Arya as she inched closer not noticing the security staff that were arriving. “I didn't seduce anyone and who are you?” Arya defended herself and asked. “I'm Ryker’s fiancee and you're just his mistress! A woman who can only achieve something using her body and- hey!” The woman was interrupted when two security guards grabbed her harshly. “Let me go! You witch! You're just like your mother! After all, all she could do was sell herself for money!” The woman continued t shout without stopping. Arya was getting fed up with her screams, she was embarrassed and the odd looks she was getting from the crowd wasn't helping. Neither was Ryker coming closer to her and

, the words abruptly came out of her mouth without rethinking again . " What ! A murderer ? ", At her response a sudden look of disappointment fall over his face as if he had just missed a train. " Yeah am not going to stay with a man whose reputation is vile ", She countered again in the coldest tone she could muster up. " My reputation is vile but am not a murderer so better watch out" , He growled. " Err ! Ahh ! Why do you act surprised, don't you know the innocent ladies you have so far killed after sleeping with them ", Even when she saw the way his icy blue eyes turned out to dark brown she still provoked while chuckling .

I opt to leave them on because I’m already leaking precum and there’s a naked woman in front of me that I’m not sure I should fuck. She gets on her knees and begins to crawl to the end of the bed towards me and I take a step back, shaking my head when she reaches for the waistband of my briefs. “I love your body,” she sighs as she drags her gaze all over me lasciviously. “If you like it now, you should have seen it when I was in the league.” She drags her index finger sexily across her lip. “I wasn’t legal when you were in the league.”

"Ms. Kerrigan, your address to Cedric sounds really sweet. Why don't you try calling him the 'Shameless Adulterer'? Let's see if it sounds even sweeter." Looking at her, Vivienne could not help but frown. "Miss, do I know you?" "You don't need to know who I am, but you should remember that adulterers belong with harlots. Despite your elegant appearance, you're quite unabashed about wrecking someone else's family. Don't you feel ashamed of yourself?"

The broken woman who'd walked away from millions rather than accept one more day of being treated as property. And now, the woman she was becoming—creator, entrepreneur, soon-to-be mother—faced with being branded as an adulteress for refusing to remain an obedient Rourke wife. She looked around the ballroom at the faces lit by their phone screens, some showing genuine concern for her well-being, others clearly calculating how this scandal might affect their own professional associations. But most were displaying the particular kind of satisfaction that comes from watching a moral fall from grace—the secret pleasure of discovering that someone who seemed virtuo