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Author's Note Dear Reader, Welcome to Beautifully Unfaithful. This is a story about betrayal, but perhaps not in the way you expect. It is about a woman who spent years carrying everyone else's expectations while quietly starving inside. It is about grief that was never healed, love that became a weapon, and the devastating loneliness that can exist inside a marriage long before anyone walks away from it. Laurel Cruz Leonard is not a perfect heroine. She makes choices that many will question. Some will judge her. Others may understand her far too well.

Now, my stupid mind knows that she's not here anymore and I can be with the man I loved from afar. I feel so alive around him. He brings out my seductive side and when his eyes follow me, I feel attractive and daring. His stupid sly smirk makes me crazy. My mind forces me to think that there is some kind of connection between us and he feels something for me too. Suddenly, I felt pain in my back and turned around to see Anna and Sharon laughing. I looked down and saw my favorite book 'Ugly Love' was on the floor. I leaned down and picked it up, then put it on the study table and turned my chair to face them.

Yam sliced it open slowly, hands trembling. Inside was their book. “The Art of Staying.” Cover: a sunflower. A crooked shelf. Two mugs—one chipped. And behind it all, the suggestion of a fan, mid-spin. Franc stared at it like it might whisper back. “Feels unreal,” Yam said. Franc flipped through pages. Some with artwork. Others with Yam’s poetry. Their story—wired beginnings and all—now bound in matte finish. “I think this book breathes,” Franc said.

Nick had so disliked Ava. Emily had told him, she had said to him that day at the store. “..…Never judge a book by its cover. A beautiful appearance does not guarantee a captivating personality or well-written content beneath the surface; while another book might have a worn-out dust cover, it could contain hidden treasures that only those with a genuine appreciation for beauty can recognise.” Ella wore an ugly dust cover to hide her true beauty and protect herself. Nick couldn’t wait. Ignoring his straining erection, He reached for the phone. “Devlin, I need to be on a flight tonight.”

The three men sat around her, looking at the masterpiece they had shared. She was the most beautiful thing they had ever seen, a perfect mix of soft curves and raw, wild energy. She closed her eyes, a small smile on her lips, knowing that this was a night that would haunt their dreams for a long time. The memory of the weight of her breasts, the tightness of her pussy, and the sound of her loud, messy moans would stay with them forever.

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"Look at your disgusting self before you speak. You don't even deserve my energy to waste on you. You're such a sh*t creature, it's even more difficult to look at you with my beautiful eyes. Don't you think so?" Isabel couldn't help but look at Addison's mesmerizing green eyes, which seemed to hold a depth that she had never seen before. As much as she didn't want to admit it, Isabel couldn't help but feel pathetic standing next to someone as effortlessly beautiful as Addison. She began to wonder if her husband, Mason, had ever looked at Addison the way he used to look at her.

~GERARD I stood by the edge of the bed in the dead of night, looking down at her. Young, intense, and utterly broken in by me. Her strawberry-blonde hair was a beautiful, tangled mess across the pillows. Her breathing was steady now, her bare body completely open to my gaze, and mine alone. She had been a striking beauty from the very moment I first laid eyes on her, but seeing her like this, completely wrecked by the night's events, was a different kind of perfection.

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