Cheating Husband Books Novels & Stories

A gasp caught in my throat. "I don’t want you to step in," I whispered. "Liar." He leaned in closer, his nose skimming my neck, inhaling deep. "I can smell how wet you are already. That pussy's dripping for me, Ruby. Just like yesterday." "This isn't right. I can't cheat on my husband." "You already cheated on your husband yesterday. So what's one more sin? Hmm? At least this time, you'll get a real orgasm out of it. Let me make you come so hard you forget his name. Then you can regret later all you want."

I thought that reasoning would work out but I was wrong. “No, that can’t be it. I know your menstrual cycle and it doesn’t fall at the last weeks of every month. So tell me, why is it that you keep avoiding to let me have you, huh? Was it because you don’t want me anymore? Are you becoming a rebell now? Or is it because you’re having an affair with someone else?” I have never been so humiliated in my life so much as to how my very own husband think so ill of me. This would have been the very worst day for me as Justin finally let it out from his mouth that actually believed that I could cheat on him.

"Ha- I gaped with my mouth open, my whole body shivering as I quickly grabbed the stairs wheel. Never in a million years would I think my husband was cheating on me. He has always been an example of a perfect man, loving and showering me with flowers and gifts. Maybe he did all of that so I wouldn't suspect him I raised my hand and wanted to push the door, but I resisted. Confrontation was not something I felt at that moment; I did not want to see the cheating bastard. I turned and then rushed out of the house with tears in my eyes. Without hesitating, I got in the car, driving on the street in a high speedometer leading to the highway. My phone kept buzzing halfway into the drive. I g

I didn’t push. And then there’s the whole stupid story of her husband cheating on her. Maybe it’s true. When a man wants to cheat, he doesn’t need an excuse. Not even the most beautiful woman in the world can hold his heart if he’s already decided to stray. Cheating is a choice—both physical and emotional. And once that choice is made, a relationship can never be the same. Just like Damon and me.

Prologue They say, "Cheating is a choice." That it’s never unintentional or an accident. I used to believe that—well, kind of… before. But right now, I stand against whoever the hell came up with that saying. Because cheating on my husband feels like the only way to survive—to feel alive again. A huge part of me feels dead. Something inside me has stopped breathing, lost its sense of… everything. I don’t want to cheat. I never wanted to. I don’t want to become the kind of wife consumed by infidelity. I am married, and my life was perfect… until recently.

My heart sank, I couldn’t believe it. I pinched myself and rubbed my eyes, to be sure I was seeing the right thing, I wanted to be sure that this wasn’t a nightmare. I opened my eyes widely open, and nothing changed, it was the truth, I wasn’t imagining things. My husband was cheating on me, our marriage wasn’t even a week yet. My husband is a cheat. My head made a loud sound, sending my whole body shaking. “Harder, Sebastian!” The woman moaned, pulling Sebastian down to herself, as she took his lips.

It was about me. “Is he going to meet another woman?” I couldn’t shake off that uneasy feeling. It was written all over him now. I’d read in so many books that when a man is ready to cheat, he starts acting differently. And if you paid attention, you’d notice. So, I got dressed, and, as soon as he drove off, I followed him. I watched him arrive at a five-star restaurant, a place known for its exclusivity. They say if you want to meet rich people, try to get into this restaurant. Even if you aren’t rich, take a loan just to eat there—you might end up making a connection.

I said, and he laughed. “Mister, can I tell you a secret?” I asked. “Go ahead,” “You are no fun, I will keep it to myself,” I hissed drunkenly. “Tell me,” he said. “My husband….. cheated on me, I caught him in the act… with my personal maid on our matrimonial bed,” I whispered to him. “What?” He knitted his eyebrows. “Shush,you can't shout, it's top secret,” I laughed. “Are you being serious?” He asked. “That won't be a joke, I worked so hard to build that marriage, but a maid just snatched it from me…… wait..” I paused, and I started feeling my boobs and a** .

“You just can’t let this man regain his freedom, Gwynn! Perhaps you should cast a spell on him, so you could keep him by your side. “Otherwise, he’s going to forget how painful the lesson was. Also, the experts have said that a husband has the highest chance of cheating on his wife when she’s pregnant. Noah has always been eager, too. We can’t be sure that he won’t sleep with another lady! “Just look at Anderson. He’s such a refined man, but even he had a mistress. “You have to watch out for it, Gwynn.” … Gwynn smiled faintly. “I believe in Noah.”

Like a madman, he began spewing their secrets: "Nothing? Ashley, have you forgotten what you told me? You said Nick was a useless burden, that only with me could you truly be happy! You promised me to get rid of him with half of your assets after the IPO of the company!" "Shut your mouth!" Ashley’s eyes blazed with a fire. She whirled around, screaming at him, "You're nothing but my pet! One word from me, and I can have you buried!" The bar erupted. The livestream comments and hushed whispers exploded into a roaring inferno of contempt, threatening to consume Ashley entirely. [So the side piece beats up the husband and father-in-law, and she defends HIM? My mind is blown!] [Let me summarize: