Affair Romance Novels & Stories

Aria had fallen in love with the dashing twenty-seven-year-old nobleman. Their romance was a secret… until it wasn’t. After just a few months, they were discovered, and everything came crashing down. Roman was furious. His dreams of social ascension had slipped through his fingers. Aria had dishonored the family. And worse—she was pregnant with the child of a forbidden love. He couldn’t understand where he had gone wrong in raising her. She had everything. He had given her everything. But it wasn’t enough. A man who could have been her husband had stolen her virtue instead.

I was too stunned to speak. Even Aaron lost his usual playful smirk at such an absurd question. “I’m sorry,” he cleared his throat. “What do you mean?” “Has the meaning of the word affair changed now?” Kian laughed. “Let me ask you again. I don’t like to repeat myself so make sure you listen with your brain ready to comprehend. Are you having an affair with my mate?” “Kian Zephyr, what the fuck is this – what the fuck are you saying!?” I shouted.

CELESTE I pushed my chair back and stood up. My heart was beating faster than it had any right to. "This might be the pain talking. I know that. But tell me you wouldn't want to see the look on their faces if they found out we were having an affair." Dominic pushed off the doorframe and moved toward me slowly. "An affair." "Yes." I held his gaze. "An affair. No strings. No feelings. Just two people who got dealt the same hand giving their partners exactly what they deserve."

Camille asked as Victoria took her seat again. “Yes,” Sofia shrugged, crossing one leg over the other. “He’s having an affair.” The air suddenly became tight. Victoria’s hand tightened subtly around her glass. “I already suspected that,” she said calmly. “But what I’d like to know is who he is having the affair with.” The words hung there. Sofia met her eyes. “Are you sure you want that name?” Victoria swallowed. “Just say it.” Sofia’s smile turned sharper. “It’s… Aria.”

It was a challenging process, filled with moments of doubt and introspection, but it was necessary for our personal growth and the restoration of trust. As time passed, we began to see the beauty in the imperfections of our relationships. We understood that love was not a flawless concept, but rather a messy and complicated journey. The affair, once a source of pain and confusion, became a catalyst for growth and self-reflection, a testament to the resilience of the human spirit.

He was stupid enough to break up with her. And now that he, Ivan, had such a chance with her, he was going to use it to the maximum. He would never leave a chance for Luca again. He was going to show everyone that Natalie was supposed to be his from long ago! It was just it had taken a whole for him say that she was supposed to be his alone. "But..." Natalie began speaking. She was trembling again. "Our families tried to mend things between us..." Her dad has talked to Logan. If Logan found out that she was already having an affair with another man, he would assume that Riwel was fooling him. That would ruin their relationship again. She did not want that to happen.

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.

I never knew I would see so many beautiful things around here". He tells her. "I am also kinda new here, but I guess I already fell inlove with the village". They discussed about Canaboo some more, before eating and then they started watching a romantic movie. The movie should end the night, but they never knew that the movie wouldn't even end, before they feel like acting in what they were watching.

Afraid. Jovi looked at her. Then at her father. Then she let the tears come. She cried. Not the silent, controlled tears she had shed in the penthouse. Loud, ugly sobs. Her shoulders shook. Her mother reached for her hand. She did not pull away. "Jovi, darling, please—" "He is having an affair," Jovi sobbed. "With her. With my best friend. With Nerissa." Her father's jaw tightened. "We do not know that. The video—"

Damien said, his voice firm, "we need to establish a consistent narrative. We were introduced at the event, fell in love instantly, and have been dating since then. The paparazzi photo only intensified our anticipation of going public." Ava raised an eyebrow. "A whirlwind romance? Isn't that a bit cliché?" Damien's lips twitched with a hint of amusement. "Clichés sell, Miss Rossi. The media loves a good fairytale." Ava sighed. He was right, of course. They needed a story that was more sensational to draw everyone's attention away from the initial scandal. "Very well," she muttered. "It's a whirlwind romance then." "But what about the details? Our initial outing, our mutual fondness for each