Best Cheating Stories Novels & Stories

"Do not leave me like this. I promise I will work extra shifts, I will buy you the real one, I will do better..." She looked at my hand on her arm with complete disgust and shoved me back violently. "Get off me. You want to know why I am leaving? Because I have been sleeping with real men for the past four months. Men who actually have money. You are just not man enough to keep me." The front doors clicked shut behind her, leaving me standing alone in the lobby. The head waiter approached me cautiously, his face full of pity. "Sir... are you alright?" I could not even form a sentence. I turned around, pushed through the doors, and walked out into the cold night air, the shame burning hot aga

I'd been relieved every month when the test came back negative, had silently thanked whatever deity watched over men who played games they shouldn't win. And now she was telling me it had finally happened, right at the worst possible time, in the worst possible circumstances. It was too convenient. Too perfectly timed to make me look like even more of a monster when the story broke. Billionaire who bet on his marriage, cheated on his wife, and abandoned her when she got pregnant. The media would eat it alive.

I say, unable to hide the resentment in my voice, “we’ll say that we decided to carpool together, in order to get to know each other better, since we’ll be working as teacher and student teacher. Shouldn’t be too hard to pass off that story.” The majority of our plans settled for the time being, we decide to relax a bit and I open the bottle of wine from my gift basket from the school, and we spend the rest of the evening drinking and sharing stories—but not the usual stories that I imagine bonding girls share. “My first time was in college,” Bethany slurred, several glasses into the wine. “Really cute guy. His name was . . . gosh, what was his name? Rodrick? Robert? No, Jason. It was Jason.

he snapped eventually. He shook his head vehemently as he studied the glass in his hands as if looking for clues to answer the question. " Cathy' s mother was my lover, the woman of my dreams but that dream lasted only in my imagination, Mr chester used money to lure her and she fell in love with him, No... she fell in love with his money" he explained sadly. " That's the reason your against love?" Axl asked , his father was engulfed in his thoughts so he used the opportunity to get a drink for himself.

Hashtags like #NickEmotionallyAbusesWife, #TheTruthBehindEliteMarriages, and #AshleySuffersInSilence shot to the top of the trending charts. Countless misled netizens flooded my livestream account, cursing me as a spoiled rich man who had driven his wife into another man's arms. It was Brian's final strike—his last desperate attempt to flip the narrative and cast himself as a victim. "Do you want me to handle this?" Chelsey asked, her tone like ice as she scrolled through the venomous comments on her tablet. I shook my head. "No need. He's just a clown dancing on borrowed time." I didn't respond. I didn't defend myself because I knew lies collapse on their own. Truth doesn't need to shout.

However, people started twisting the story behind it and saying that I was shamelessly meeting potential sugar daddies in private. I spent so long on the top spot of the trending searches that I even got crowned "Top Search" by the social media platform. Everyone was talking about me, and the comments on all of the related posts were from keyboard warriors spreading false accusations about me. "With so many sugar daddies, I'm sure she's already as loose as a goose! Haha! I'm so glad Darren broke up with her!" "How shameless! I wonder how much they pay her for a night. No wonder she's such a high-ranking manager now! But if that was me, I'd already have been the CEO by now! Hahaha!"

With that, I picked up my bag and strode away under everyone's shocked gazes. When I stepped out of the cafe, the sunlight was blinding. My phone vibrated with a message from James. [The offshore accounts have been traced. The fund flows are quite interesting—besides Wendy, a huge sum also went to an overseas casino.] I halted mid-step. So Cameron had not only cheated and transferred assets—he had also been involved in gambling. That made things even more interesting. That very evening, I received an invitation. It was to the industry's top-tier "Golden Architecture Award" gala.

Initially, I wasn't paying much attention, but then one of the trainers casually dropped a line that made me freeze in place. "Mark, was that woman as good as you said?" "Of course! She was wild! She invited me to her place on her wedding anniversary, but I almost got caught by her husband!" "Ha! You'd better be careful; don't get yourself killed!" "Please! I was hanging out the window, and he didn't even notice! Want to know how it ended? She kicked him to the couch, and I spent the night making love to her in the bedroom, and I only left in the morning!"

My Cheating Mate Jeremy pov The casserole was incredible. Real, home-cooked food instead of the protein bars and takeout that had become my diet. But more than the food, it was having Emma across the table from me, talking, laughing, just existing in the same space without the weight of therapy or guilt or carefully maintained distance. "I can't believe you still watch that show," I said, gesturing with my fork at her phone where she'd been showing me clips of some reality dating program. "It's so obviously scripted."

I opened the unknown message first. "Nina, please, give me a chance to explain myself. What you saw wasn’t what it looked like. Please give me another chance. You can't throw away our years of relationship like that" Anger immediately filled my chest. Wasn’t cheating enough? Now he was trying to convince me that what I saw wasn’t real. A bitter laugh escaped my lips. Then I opened Liana’s message. Honestly, I already knew what she would say, but curiosity got the better of me.