Boyfriend Cheating On Girlfriend Novels & Stories

I shot back, wiping a stray droplet of water from my collarbone. He didn’t reply. When I glanced at him through the mirror, he was still watching me, quiet, intense, arms crossed over his broad chest. I turned around slowly, the towel still wrapped tightly around my body. “Well… I caught my boyfriend fucking my best friend,” I said, the words tasting like acid. “On my way to surprise him for his birthday with the car I begged my dad to get him. I was cheated on. Fooled. And I was stupid enough to believe every lie he told me.”

I broke up with my boyfriend, it has been 2 weeks. I caught him sleeping with my best friend. It has been such a bad experience, I didn’t think it could ever happen to me. I trusted my best friend so much, I even took her to my house several times. Everyone in my life knows her, we go almost everywhere together, I was broken. My boyfriend is a piece of shit for cheating on me, I was so loyal to him, turned down a lot of guys for him.

After a little more cajoling, she let it drop. Her boyfriend was cheating on her—with a colleague of hers that he’d met a party they both attended over a week ago. By the time she finished narrating the whole thing, she was sobbing beyond control. All I could do was hold her in my arms and let her cry to her satisfaction.

"Leo, your girlfriend is going to be so mad. How will you ever explain this to her?" He slumps into his armchair, scrolling through his phone. "We broke up yesterday.... and she made her relationship with Roman Sinclair, her new boyfriend official on I*******m." "Already?! That has to be the fastest move-on ever. Wasn't she your longtime girlfriend?" I have to ask, the law student in me surfacing. "Two whole years. But she had been cheating with her new boyfriend for six months, soo..." He says it so casually, like he couldn't care less. But he's holding his tears in.

Though he felt, it wasn't going to make much of an impact, he couldn't help but go on to teach Evana a lesson. When Aiden had sent him some intimate pictures of Evana with some other guy, Cannon was still in office. As soon as he saw those, he was enraged anew. Not because he was planning to get back to Evana but he realized she didn't just betray him on their wedding day but she was cheating on him from way earlier. Closing the opened file in front of him, he leaned back against his chair and closed his eyes. He knew there was no working tonight. Groaning, he made his way to his car.

I replied, looking at the bartender busy doing his work, not minding us chatting like an idiot because of cheaters. "Yeah! Maybe, if cheated will make it the best cover, then be it!" I was stunned, staring at him. "Really! I thought pretty people wouldn't be cheated. My boyfriend cheated on me too, being his number three." I exclaimed. I'm startled when he taps the table and laughs. Damn! Now, I find him sexily gorgeous even more. One strike and I am drooling over him.

It was so awkward how I was this boy's girlfriend for almost four years and now it felt like I didn't even know him. "That's nice! You just ran around behind my back, fucking total psychopaths, but you're sorry. That's great! You can fucking leave now." He started pacing again. "It wasn't like that. I can't explain everything but I swear I didn't..." I looked away. I kind of did cheat him. I mean I didn't have sex with Micheal, but other things happened and I didn't even remember I had a boyfriend.

He said he just felt sorry for her, that he knew it was wrong, that he was begging me not to leave. I told myself maybe he really was just soft-hearted, and that didn't mean he didn't love me. I forgave him. The second time was when students caught him and Claire in matching hoodies and posted about it. I tried to break up with him again. He told me Claire had saved up her café tips for months, that it was the first gift she had ever given anyone, and he couldn't bring himself to refuse her. He swore there wouldn't be a next time.

With every question, another shade of color drained from his face. "That's not ... none of that is what you think." He floundered, eyes darting. "Sophia and I, it was all for publicity. Work. The sheets were an accident. The bracelet, she took it. I didn't know she'd break it. Your foot, I thought you were exaggerating. I thought you were bluffing." "Evan." I cut him off. "You're still lying." "Lying?" The word stung him like a slap. Red flooded his face. "What about you? Already found someone new? That fast? Because of him? This pretty boy? Lillian, eight years together, and I don't even measure up to a few months with this guy?"

It read: #CONTRACT_DEED_FOR_DATING #MRS_JOHNSON_AISHA I,.............accept the contract deal to be the boyfriend for Mrs Johnson Aisha for four weeks. During these four weeks, I agree to abide by the rules and regulations bond to me by signing this contract. These rules including: 1. No sex with Mrs Johnson till the four weeks of the contract has been concluded. 2. No sex with any outsider, be it male or female. As a boyfriend to Mrs Johnson Aisha, I promise to remain faithful to her alone and never to go out of character to cheat on her for any reasons whatsoever.