Cheating Mature Novels & Stories

Each word was a knife, but I forced myself to listen. "I convinced myself that the mate bond was wrong, that the Moon Goddess made a mistake, that I knew better." His voice was thick with shame. "So I took what I thought I was owed—Vanessa—while keeping you as the politically convenient mate. I compartmentalized. Told myself it wasn't really cheating because I'd never wanted you in the first place." "Did you ever want me?" I asked, the question barely a whisper. "At any point during those six months, did you ever actually want me?"

"Well, maybe she'll..." "Maybe, maybe not." Chris shrugged. "But you said you don't want to cheat, which is great Trace is a keeper, but you're always going to wonder Matt, you're going to get more and more frustrated. Sooner or later you'll cave to some slut, she'll find out and you will be done Matt." He made a clucking sound with his tongue. "Be a shame to never know what a nice long hot blow job feels like. A worse shame to find out at the cost of a sweet girl. But you can have both Matt, yes you can."

My name is Mitchell Chandler, and my wife is Renata Pritchard. On our fifth wedding anniversary, Renata carefully puts together a grand fireworks display. It's for her first love, Samuel Harlow, who has just returned to the country. Under the fireworks, they embrace and kiss. It's a picture-perfect scene. Captured by a famous photographer, the moment makes its way to today's photography exhibition, taking home the gold award. In the audience, Renata's best friend, Vivian Rhodes, turns to me with a grin and asks, "The photo turned out amazing, didn't it? Samuel and Renata really look like a match made in heaven—unlike losers who have to live off their wives. Don't you think so?" I reply

I opened my mouth to speak but Nick did before I can utter a word. "Still possible though. For an Alpha." Nick shrugged, his focus is on his food. Then it's true! Cheating can be sensed by it's mate! Lucy's mate is Alpha Jacob. He's an Alpha. I wonder why Alpha can cheat on their mates though the other wolves can't. "Why?" I asked, focusing on Nick. He gulped the food on his mouth, shrugging. "An Alpha solely had complete control with their wolf. Once they put their claim, they can escape the anguish from the heat. So cheating is possible for them after it." Nick explained.

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."

Suddenly, through the glass window, I saw a disheveled woman being pinned to the ground and beaten. "It's all your fault, bitch! If it weren't for you, my dad wouldn't have been fired. Pay back all the gold we gave you. Bitch!" I felt nothing. After all, what mattered to me now was figuring out how to get my wife to give me a daughter that night.

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

I wanted to examine her face. "Just to remind you, kids, you're only ten years old. It's impossible to find your mate at such an early age," Chandra butted in. That was a nice move to divert my attention. I feel like I was about to get sucked in by her. "Yuck! Stop stating such disgusting statements, Chandra," says Amara. "Mate?" I asked. "What do you mean by 'mate'?" Chandra stopped stitching pieces of clothes and looked at me with a serious face. When our eyes met, I knew she was dangerous. No one can touch her.

Mama's next question was very striking. That's right, I felt disappointed, very disappointed with Mama's willingness to let Papa cheat on her many times. What do you call it? Open marriage? What kind of concept is it that allows couples to flirt with other people outside of marriage under the pretext of both knowing and loving each other? I'm faithful to Angga, I don't use the word cheating or knowing each other is with someone else, and I don't think we need a binder called marriage if marriage itself is easily tarnished.

Once I spotted the speedboat that would soon be my getaway ride, I broke out into a carefree smile. I spent ten years helping Joshua with his turf war. We were childhood friends, and we trusted each other with our lives. We were also lovers. All along, my dream was to marry him. He had also hinted to me that once he had all of Belcove under his command, he would give me what I want. It took me until now to realize the truth. All of that had merely been a lie. Marrying Joshua was my fanciful delusion, and he used my feelings for him against me.