Novel & Cerita Cheater X Male Reader

"Oh, right. You said high-society marriages are just business deals. That keeping a young mistress is normal. "So let's say, for argument's sake, I did cheat. Scott broke our vows first. That would just make me a woman who knows how to play by the rules." I took a step to the side, just enough to dodge Joel's hand reaching for mine. "Besides—" My voice stayed even. "You've all been dying to know who really owns Vespera since the buyout, right?" Joel's head snapped toward me. The cold night air bit at my skin as I met his stare, my voice quiet but detached.

But does he even have the right to be angry? “How dare you call your mate “a cheat” Elena? Do you remember I’m still the future Alpha King” he muttered before tilting his head down to sniff my neck. “By the way, you look exceptionally beautiful tonight, mate” he added, unremorseful of his action. So disgusting!

I even hired a smooth-talking person to pretend to be my friend, which made the story even more believable. He was grinning from ear to ear and hummed a tune when he left. I stayed behind under the excuse of going to work, staring at the property deed in my hand. The first step of my plan had been done perfectly. After that, I headed straight to the home of Cael Renard, who was the husband of the female supervisor who had been cheating with Dylan.

] My hand froze. Even breathing hurt. I kept scrolling. Next was a private group chat with his coworkers. Coworker: [Tyler, is that crazy-loyal backup girlfriend from your hometown still waiting for you to marry her? When are you gonna tell her?] Tyler sent a helpless sticker. [Soon. I'm waiting for her to put the down payment on the condo we're buying and add me to the deed. I'm not in a rush. She is.] Everyone knew. His friends. His coworkers.

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.

He said and I smiled gratefully at him. " What about you?" I asked him. "What's your story?" He looked at me and shrugged like it didn't bother him much. "Well, it's nothing serious. I'm not engaged to her. Someone sent me a sex video of her fucking another guy and screaming his name so fucking loud, like some cheap whore so I decided to call it quits. This is the third one. They always ended up cheating. They all shared the same agenda. Charm me to date them, eat my money until they were full, and fucking cheat." He had a pained expression on his face, and I couldn't help but place my hand on his, which was on the bar island where we sat. He took my hand and squeezed it tightly. I didn't ig

Marcus growled, unzipping his pants. They didn’t waste a second. Marcus sat in the middle and yanked Emma onto his lap, slamming her down onto his thick, veiny cock in one brutal motion. She moaned loudly despite herself as he stretched her cum-slick pussy wide open. Jax knelt in front of her on the seat, gripping her hair and feeding his massive dick straight into her mouth, immediately skull-fucking her with deep, demanding thrusts. “Such a nasty cheating wife,” Jax groaned, his balls slapping her chin. “Getting double-stuffed in a public parking lot while your husband is twenty yards away on a work call.”

As I approached the building, Stanley appeared, rushing toward me. "I bought you some fruit. When I came back and saw you weren't here, I thought you'd left me again!" he said, his voice tinged with panic. Nearby, a middle-aged woman watched us with amusement. "Young man, you really cherish your wife. My daughter could learn a thing or two from this when finding a guy." Stanley laughed nervously, waving off her praise. "I'm just an ordinary guy," he said modestly. "Ordinary?" I laughed, my voice sharp enough to cut through his facade. "Don't let him fool you. He's only acting this way out of guilt—because he cheated on me."

He ordered nonchalantly, hands tucked inside his pocket most arrogantly, and the way his chin steadied forward, chest protruding out, gave out his proud nature. I eyed the gay whore from head to toe without moving an inch. "I'm going nowhere; since you want it real, let's keep it real, darling. How about I scream out of my lungs for your grandfather to hear and see how shameless you are for trying to dare to cheat on me? Huh!" I lashed out, eyes boring hardly into his. I watched his mouth fly open in awe, eyes bugging out of their sockets. I don't even know what got into me; all I know is that I can't stand cheating, whether it is real or fake.

A soft moan left her mouth as she threw her head back. Her body had longed for the feeling of being touched. She would have preferred any other man to Chris but this was a part of her plan. His hand gripped her breast and teased her hardened n*pple as she bounced on his groin. Riding him like he was a rodeo horse. Several moans left his mouth, he so needed this... She was so good... He remembered now why he had cheated in the first place... It wasn't like Cara was bad at it, but she was decent and didn't do any tricks. Would he really be able to do this once and abandon her again?