Affair Romance Books Novels & Stories

The scent of old leather and Adrian’s unsettling cologne still clung to Isabella’s skin like smoke, hours after their conversation had ended. His voice haunted her—low, steady, almost too calm. “My next move… is to show you everything.” But she didn’t trust “everything” from Adrian Blackwood. His truths always came wrapped in riddles, softened with charm, and sharpened with intent. No, she’d find her answers.

Melody looked at Zach dotingly like a woman in love. Zach sure had his way with words. He could easily console Melody with just a few words. I did not listen to the rest of their conversation. My mind was only engrossed in one thing. No wonder Brandon did not like me—he was Melody's husband. I had to give it to Melody. She had an affair right under Brandon's nose, even when they worked together. I wondered what had happened to Brandon after my death in my past life. Then, an idea came to me. I was delighted.

Rosie said, turning to her. Now all eyes were on her. She stiffened slightly. For a moment, she wished the ground would just open up and swallow her. She cleared her throat. “Ehm… I…” she started, then steadied herself. “I think Sarah’s right. They weren’t supposed to have an affair in the first place. It was selfish on their part.” She paused briefly. “The father not thinking about his son… and Jordan not thinking about her boyfriend’s feelings.” When she finished, she felt it.

He kisses her three days later. They are on the terrace after midnight, the rest of the retreat long in bed, the summer dark warm and full of insects and the smell of cut grass. She has been watching his mouth for approximately forty minutes. When she turns to say something he is already leaning toward her and the kiss , the kiss is unhurried in a way that undoes her completely. Like a man who has decided and is in absolutely no rush now that he has. She forgets what she was going to say. She forgets several other things. * * *

"Rich enough to give you what your husband can't." I bit my lower lip, once again remembering that he's my brother-in-law, my husband's twin brother. But no matter how much I want to worry I can't feel any regret. Slowly and carefully, I hugged him from the back, pressing my breasts on his back and teasing his nape as I glided my hand from his chest down to his crotch. "Charylle..." He called my name with a heavy breath and even before I knew it, he's already in front of me, my body was closely pinned to the wall. "Let's have a quickie." He whispered.

@iiiidlk Stay away from our President bitch secretary! @ Hannah lewis, While it is not uncommon, office affairs are often fraught with complexities. As an employer, it caused me a lot of grief. I have to make unpleasant decisions to break up a love triangle and see valuable employees leave because of scandals. Unwanted pregnancy is a nasty side-effect of this affair. @marcocoabenojar Technically, the man is a bachelor, and the woman is widowed. If they engaged in a consensual affair, what is there to fuss about?

I like that I had someone to call DAD. “I have news, my girl,” he said, sitting on the bed beside me. My eyes lit up, and I watched him, waiting. “I found the connection you were looking for,” he said, and I nodded enthusiastically. “It seems affairs are quite rife here.” he shook his head, and those words startled me even though I tried to maintain a calm composure. The kiss I had shared with Blaine could not be considered an affair, right? We were both in the process of getting a divorce from our spouses.

Both Cheryl and Carlos were always faithful to every promise they made together, that whatever the reason, they would never forgive the affair. It's not about Carlos' loyalty, it's about Cheryl's loyalty. It's true that Carlos has never had an affair, but last night Cheryl slept with a stranger. She held Rafael in her arms all night even though nothing else happened between them but sleep. So, does Carlos deserve to stick with a woman like Cheryl? "Tell me you're not having an affair, Cheryl!" Carlos walked closer. He reached out to grip Cheryl's chin tightly. “Carlos… it’s hurt.” She said with great difficulty, she tried to free Carlos' hand, but his grip was too strong.

The suspense is killing him. Rosita cleared the lump in her throat. "Um, my son and Briana are having an affair, and I want it to stop because it's prohibited to have a romantic relationship with a family member. It's like incest! I can't accept it!" Rosita vehemently expressed her outrage about the affair. Scott was silent for a moment, allowing the older woman to release some steam. "If other people knew about the affair, our family would be condemned by everyone. I'm sure of that!" Rosita spoke lamentably, tears glistening in her eyes.

She shoved me away from her and ran her fingers down her pink blouse, clearing it of any wrinkles. “Jeremy!” She wore a bright smile as she ran past me and to the man getting off the motorcycle. He lit up at the sight of her and pulled her into his body, giving her a passionate kiss. My fists clenched at the sight of another man touching my mate and I was ready to rip his head off. Jake was right, we should kill him. “Who’s this clown?” He growled as he looked me up and down. “Oh! He’s just a solicitor!” Marley laughed nervously.