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“And what are you then? Her savior? Oh please, don’t make me laugh. Everyone knows your secret. You are not better than me. You don’t keep women. You use them and toss them aside like trash.” Gasps erupted from the pack wolves in the distance. No one spoke to the Chairman that way. But Damian didn’t falter. Instead, he stepped closer, closing the space between him and Ethan until dominance poured off him in waves. My knees threatened to give way under the sheer force of it. “You’re right,” Damian said calmly. “I never keep women.” His eyes cut to me, dark and burning. “Until I met her.” The world stopped. My chest constricted so tightly I could barely breathe.

Her eyes locked onto the gold as she stammered, "Jeremy, you… Where did you get… this much gold?" I didn't even spare her a glance. I shoved aside the people holding me, kicked the redhead away, and retied the sack. "You've all seen what's inside the sack. I'm leaving now." Seeing the envy in everyone's eyes, Gerald's expression darkened. He grabbed the sack, his gaze icy. "Jeremy, where did you get this gold?" I rolled my eyes at him. "It's none of your business." "None of my business? Hah!" Gerald suddenly sneered. "You stole it from my family's gold mine, and you're saying it's none of my business?"

Grey was standing by the window of his study room, a worried look etched on his face as he thought of Maya. His conscience judged him that he had cheated on her. Hell, he thought as he gulped down a large amount of the whiskey in the glass that he was holding. Was it really cheating? He wondered. She had willingly left him for another man. A total stranger for that matter.

I had been completely played! Why? Why would she do this to me? Reflecting on our year of marriage, I had done everything I could to care for Donna, fearing that I'd ever let her down. Yet, she still chose to cheat on me with another guy! Or rather, two! My chest heaved with rage, and it felt like I was about to explode. "Shameless Donna!" I muttered under my breath, hailing a taxi to follow that car. As the scenery outside changed, my expression darkened even more.

After a moment's hesitation, he spoke cautiously, "Well… it's possible, but it won't be easy. The baby is very healthy, so I'd suggest you think it through carefully." "Alright." I didn't want to hear any more of his advice. That day, when I saw the kiss mark on Boweike's neck, I knew. The pain I felt then wasn't imaginary, nor was it just panic caused by pregnancy. Boweike had cheated on me. Later, I carefully examined his scent, and it carried Mia's perfume. Mia—his Beta. Whether by design or coincidence, news of Boweike risking his life to save me during the earthquake had spread like wildfire throughout the pack. People praised him as a devoted husband and father, and his reputation soar

"If this wasn't for my best friend, I'd never drop my work to help with something this lame. And don't look at me—he's the one who begged me to help. "He said only I knew what you liked. Even bought me gifts to sweet-talk me into planning with him. Ugh." She slung an arm around my shoulder. "Cheating? Please. As if I'd ever steal your mate." When I looked around the room, I saw my name spelled out with balloons on the wall. Immediately, guilt exploded in my chest. I couldn't believe I had doubted him and Luciana because of a single sensational headline. That feeling never left, no matter how many years had passed. Since that incident, I told myself I would never question Jared again.

I'm such an idiot! The shocking part wasn't necessarily that Edwin had cheated on her, which Cherish realized sounded hypocritical since she cheated on her husband while Edwin had no commitments to anyone, including her. No, the shocking part was, he did it with her sister, Faith, Mrs. Goody Two Shoes, the rule follower. Even with Faith's newfound zest for life busting through the walls of her timidity, Cherish never would have thought her sister would actually stray from her marital bed. It seemed like too far of a stretch. Yet, Edwin tossed Cherish to the side so he could sleep with Faith, working his way through the Driscoll women. At least with Grady, everyone knew he was an outright sna

he looked at me through the corner of his eyes. At this point, I felt like I should not say what I saw. What if I had seen wrong? Besides, I had only heard of that kind of act and read it in novels only. I had not even watched it in a movie yet. What if I was not sure what I saw? It is only in the novels that I read that they explain those kinds of things to me. And in those novels, the people doing it are often happy doing it. What if Elaina I was not doing anything wrong? What if I am going to raise a false alarm? Then I remembered a novel about a man cheating on his wife. Then another novel about a woman cheating on her husband. At the end of both novels, I understood that cheating was ba

Beth I feel the urge to run there and tell it to their faces, cheaters never love their wives. Kenzo is a cheat and Beth is also a cheat and a gold digger. Both of them were both gold diggers. Only God knows how long these two have been fucking each other. It could have been since we were dating or in the middle. Or just recently. Just mere thought made me retch internally How do they even manage to talk to me after all their acts? Don't they get embarrassed or ashamed? They like to comfortably talk to me as if nothing is wrong. If I were in their shoes I would have broken off everything

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.