Angst Cheating Romance Books Novels & Stories

She leaned against the marble counter, her posture exuding confidence that bordered on arrogance. "Daxton's girlfriend, huh?" her words laced with a subtle challenge. I maintained my composure, offering her a polite but steely smile. "Yes, that's right. We've been together for a while now." Caroline's lips curled into a sardonic grin. "Well, that's certainly a surprise, considering Daxton never struck me as the 'settling down' type." "Is that the reason why you cheated?" I said and that seemed to catch her by surprise.

She always supported her precious daughter even she she knew she was at fault and blame it on me. I want in to my room took a shower and collapsed on my bed . I picked the ten commandment I was asked to read but before I could read it my phone range ,Angela's name appeared on the screen. I clicked on the screen pressing answer"Sammy you didn't call me?how was the meeting did you meet any hot guy?is Mr DiCaprio hot?"she whined. "Shut your mouth angi,I went for a job interview not some whoring contest ,"I whispered shouted through the phone. I had to be careful in my words, these isn't the first time evil Chole has been spying on me like an old creep.

"Every single time, you were the one who handed Edward the weapon to hurt my family, and you still have the audacity to mention them? You have no right!" Seeing the raw fury in my eyes, Megan instinctively reached out to wipe my tears. I slapped her hand away with everything I had and stared right into her soul. "Edward will face justice, but you are going down with him. I'm holding you accountable for marriage fraud and aiding and abetting." With that final warning, I shoved past her and entered the building. … That night, a frantic pounding echoed at my front door. I expected it to be Megan back for another round of harassment, but instead, I opened it to find Edward wearing sunglasses.

The argument spilled out into the living room loud enough that it felt like the whole world could hear. Jake called us every name, betrayal, disgusting, sick. He yelled about how Dante had always been the perfect father on the outside but now this. I stood between them at first, my thighs sticky and my nipples still hard under my top from the adrenaline and leftover lust. “Enough Jake,” I cut in sharp, my voice steady even as my body remembered Dante bending me over and pounding me until my legs shook. “You cheated on me for months. Treated me like shit. Dante listened, and made me feel wanted, actually fucked me like a woman instead of a quick hole to dump in. Yeah we did it, multiple times

Chloe's POV I thought I was just having a wet dream. I was floating in the heavy, warm darkness after spending half the night writing one of my erotica books. My body was stretched out on tangled sheets and I was wearing nothing but an old cotton T-shirt that had ridden up to my ribs. I thought the book I was writing was affecting my dream because someone was sucking my pussy in the dream. I felt a tongue. Slow and deliberate. It slid from the bottom of my slit up to my clit in one long, dirty lick.

“Then how can I believe you?” “I…don't know. But I have never lied to you.” My hands hang at my sides. What do I do with all this anger now? He knows I believe him. He can sense me breaking. I let him read me anyway. It's a contract. He doesn't love her. It's just business. This isn't cheating. This is… His fingers brush my arm, leaving a trail of burning heat up to my collarbone. He hooks a thumb under my chin, tilting my face to him.

Every movement considered and warm and aimed at the specific woman standing in the rain under a bookstore awning who had been starving on cold clinical contact for fourteen months and had forgotten that this was what it was supposed to feel like. My back arched slightly, my body moving toward him with the helpless totality of something that has stopped negotiating, that has simply decided. The warmth of him moved through my chest and pooled low and persistent and I made a sound against his mouth that I felt rather than heard, swallowed between us, belonging only to this moment and this rain-soaked overhang and the wet dark of a Pasadena street that did not know or care what it was witnessing

Before she could touch me, I stepped back and avoided her. "Jeremy, I know you're angry, but I can explain. Gerald lied to me. I'm innocent too. But don't worry. From now on, I'll only trust you! Let's get married. I'll be the best wife to you." She rambled on, trying to win my forgiveness. I finally lost my patience. I pulled Skye into my arms, leaned down, and kissed her softly on the cheek. She stiffened for a moment, her face quickly flushing red.

And then they both walked out too, leaving me on my knees with tears burning the back of my eyes and shame engulfing me whole in its blazing flames as Oliver’s come dried on my breasts and ruled my taste buds. . . A. Gupta Have you checked out my other completed books? Read CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance. Bride To Be. And check out: TWISTED MARRIAGE- A Dark MMf Mafia Romance!!

BOOK 3: Chapter 49: Sinfully Yours They are kissing each other like nothing else in the world matters. Their mouths move in sync, desperate and greedy, lips molding together in a slow, heated dance that only deepens with every second. Tongues entwine, curling and tasting, savoring the forbidden flavor of each other like it’s the last thing they’ll ever have. Their kiss isn’t just about hunger—it’s about a desperate need. It’s raw and aching. They are clinging onto one another, shivering under the weight of the passion that has consumed them both entirely.