Cheater Novel Novels & Stories

I was pathetic. So now, every time I cheat, I buy a pair of underwear in the same brand as my mistress. And the day I divorce him? Oh, I’m gonna tell him. Gonna make him puke. I checked the waistband: Zimmerli. Perfect. Dropped it back on the floor. “Thanks,” I said, walking away without looking back. At this point, I still didn’t know his name. And he hadn’t asked mine. Fine by me. Back in my room, Maddie showed up. Today’s our last holiday day. Afternoon, we pack up and head home.

Trees lined the roads, and the distant hills spread like a sleeping city. Niya looked back and saw Reena in the mirror. “So… what were you reading last night that made you so late?” Reena took a long breath and said, “Ugh, don’t even ask. That story’s villain is so stupid!” Niya laughed and asked, “Villain? So what kind of book were you reading?” Reena closed her eyes and said, “Man, the hero clearly says no, so why does the girl keep chasing him?

“He and my dad met in Montreal. I also heard he's now the COO of Sinclair’s Global.” “True,” I whispered as I spun her around and caught her swiftly. She glared into my eyes as her lips curled upwards. “You really are a good dancer,” she giggled. “It's just a shame that my stupid boyfriend can't dance. In fact, that selfish prick can't do anything.” “Wow,” I muttered a bit stunned. “So, where's he?” “We broke up.” She sighed, bowing her head as she frowned. “He cheated on me with my younger brother.”

His face turned serious, and he headed toward Nelly’s room. Nelly said: “What happened between you and Adel? You were in a loving relationship, spending a honeymoon as I thought.” Naomi said, her face sad and pale: “He cheated. It seems I chose the wrong man from the very beginning. He cheated on me again.” Nelly asked: “Did he marry her?” Naomi replied: “He didn’t marry her—he just cheated on me with her. But why is he sleeping on the couch?” Nelly said: “I can no longer stand to look at him after he traveled and left me. What you’re saying only increases my hatred for him. He betrayed me too, not just you.”

"You should stop changing the subject, Madison—we're talking about the bastard you're carrying in your belly right now. "You see, the records in the notebook have made it clear that you only slept with Anthony three weeks ago, but the ultrasound says you're six weeks along. Who exactly is the father of the child, Madison?" I clenched my fists until my fingernails dug into my palms, the sharp pain helping me hold onto my last shred of composure. I stared directly at Anthony, who was standing behind Emily, and asked, "Do you not believe me too, Anthony? Do you think I've been cheating on you?"

George continued, "But this has nothing to do with cheating. My feelings trace back more than thirty years. So when Ms. Smith approached me and said her mother was unhappy, I admit that I let my personal feelings get involved. I thought that if Ms. Hudson truly became single again, maybe... maybe I could have a chance. "That's why I went along with Ms. Smith. I wanted to see for myself whether her mother's life was really as bad as her daughter claimed." A trace of unspeakable regret lingered in his voice. I looked at him in surprise, my mind straining to dig up the memories long buried. Meanwhile, my children wouldn't let this opportunity go to waste. "Did you hear that, Your Honor?" Clark

What's that supposed to mean? With a malicious smirk, Zach threw a document at my face. "You kissed another woman right in front of Ms. Stuart and humiliated her in public. What makes you think you can keep living off her? Didn't your parents ever teach you basic human decency?" So this was what they were after. Chuckling, I looked at Whitney and Zach. "Basic human decency?" I paused, my gaze turning sharp. "A CEO who kisses her subordinate passionately in public and a scheming assistant who relies on ass-kissing to get ahead, all the while seducing a married woman, are trying to lecture me about being decent? What gives you two the right, huh?"

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

He broke up with his fiancée for Christ's sake. No. He wasn't going to give up. Faith was his. Whoever her date was, he wouldn't lose to that guy. He was Anthony DeMarco, and he didn't like to lose. It was time to stop playing the nice guy. Faith didn't realize what he was capable of, so she thought she could leave him whenever she wanted. It was time to play dirty.

My Cheating Mate Emma pov The laptop screen glowed in the darkened hotel room, casting harsh blue light across my face as I scrolled through rental listings in various cities. Denver. Portland. Asheville. Places far enough from Crescent Moon territory that Jeremy wouldn't think to look. I'd been in this dingy motel for six days, and I knew I couldn't stay much longer. The front desk clerk was already giving me suspicious looks, probably wondering what a young woman was doing alone in a cash-only dump like this.