Affair Novels Novels & Stories

“Mistresses rarely thrive in public scandals, but you… you’re still standing. That is impressive, fascinating…dangerous, even.” “A mistress’ affair is never something kept under wraps, everything is absolutely normal.” Nirvana had already stood up, the smile still present on her face. Before Nicholas could reply, Nirvana had turned to Mr. Jules. “It is fairly late now. I think that it is time to get going.” “Yeah, I have already kept you here more than necessary,” Mr. Jules replied. “Thanks for letting me use your car,” Austin, who had stood awkwardly at the side since Nicholas started talking to her, thanked her but Nirvana just smiled.

Hardy was devoted to her, so certain of their future together, that the idea of her hesitating would be unthinkable to him. But the truth was, she didn’t feel the same certainty. Because her heart belonged to someone else. And that someone else was Hardy’s father, Will. The thought of Will stirred a forbidden thrill within her, mingling with a deep, aching guilt. Their affair had begun as something reckless and impulsive, a spark that had ignited and consumed her before she even knew what was happening. Will was everything Hardy wasn’t—charismatic, worldly, and thrillingly unpredictable. With him, she felt alive in ways she hadn’t known were possible. But the reality was dangerous and messy,

He was a dangerous addiction, a poison I couldn't stop craving. A sudden, fierce need coursed through me, a raw, primal desire that I hadn't felt in weeks. My hands trembled as I undid my pants, my erection a solid, aching thing. I hadn’t been this hard in a long time. Not with the beautiful women I had slept with. Not even with Isabella, whose innocence and beauty had left me cold and unresponsive. Only Adrian. Only the thought of him, of his lips on mine, the feel of his body against mine, the taste of smoke and him on my tongue.

"My beloved little fairy, Will you wear this saree once and come to me? Are you afraid? Then don't be. I won't do much. I will just leave a little touch on your forehead. What are you thinking? Can your soft body bear my touch or will it melt under the small hold? And yes, the tiny black mole on your chest..... Keep it hidden. It drives me insane. I can't hold my urge to love it. Will you remember it?" Nandini's throat went dry after reading the note. She felt an unbearable pain in her heart. That day Manik said the truth..... He had a girlfriend. He loved someone else. They were not just in love, their relationship had gone ahead a lot. The words in this note were a clear indication to that

She crawled towards the fence and jumped over the fence, while trying so hard to avoid getting seen. As she rounded the corner and walked down the bustling streets of New York, she began to realize how her life followed the same pattern. She always find herself falling with the wrong type of guys, they were either players, bad guys who didn’t want to commit, guys who are either too controlling or who didn’t care at all. She was once engaged to guy and a night to the wedding, he slept with her bridesmaid. And now a married man can be added to her list of men. She couldn’t understand why she had bad luck in men.

"Fuck you, Richard. I'm leaving." Claire's vision blurred. ‘Children? Pregnant?’ She pushed through the servants and grabbed Mary by the collar, shoving Richard aside. "What is she talking about?" Claire yelled hysterically "Mary. What did you just say?" Mary smoothed her uniform and lifted her chin. "Since you know now," she said, "I might as well come clean." “Mary!” Richard warned. Mary ignored him. "Your dear husband has been having an affair. For years." She watched Claire's face crumble with satisfaction

Three from Maya, the rest from numbers I didn’t recognize. I sat up slowly, dread already pressing against my ribs. The top notification read: BREAKING: “Knowing The Woman Behind the Scandal.” My stomach dropped. I unlocked the screen. Article after article filled the feed, each one worse than the last. Cassandra Dane reveals new details about her fiancé’s affair with older woman. Exclusive: therapist Olivia Carter, twice-divorced, fired once for ‘emotional misconduct.’ Age gap love or midlife obsession? They had everything. Dates.

002 AUGUST The sun was harsh. It bled through the curtains, stinging my eyelids and piercing my skull. My lips were swollen, my thighs were sore in the worst and best way. The sheet reeked of sex, sweat, whiskey, and expensive cologne that didn't belong to me. Nightshade’s cologne. I groaned, rolling over dragging the sheets with me. The memories of last night hit me like a bomb. We went round after round, until I cried and passed out.

His tone became steady enough to show that he knew this woman was dangerous and he couldn't afford to speak to her carelessly anyway. “I just got carried away,” Aaron said quietly. “Tell me.” Camilla grinned widely. “Your precious ex-wife and your grand, darling uncle, Mr. Zaydeen Black, are having a dirty secret affair, Aaron. Do you believe me now?” Aaron’s breath hitched completely, and the phone line went dead still for several seconds. Wait. Zaydeen Black? And Nova Sinclair? An intimate affair together? In what rational world was that even possible? His billionaire uncle was a man of high class, a man of extreme substance. Zaydeen would never have something romantic or intimate with a c