Cheating Mc Romance Books Novels & Stories

“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.

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“Did you really think I wouldn’t notice? The way you’ve been running over there? The late nights? I’ve known for a while now.” My heart slammed against my ribs. I forced myself to hold his gaze even as panic curled in my stomach. “And I’ve known about you too,” I shot back, my voice sharp. “I’ve known you’ve been cheating long before today. I found the condoms in your room, Mark. Hidden in the back of your drawer. Different brands. Different sizes. Don’t stand there and act like you’re the only one with secrets.” His expression flickered for a second — surprise mixed with anger — before it hardened again.

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“Get out, Raven.” “I am going.” She turned to me and leaned in close, like we were sharing a secret. Her perfume was heavy and sweet. “He does this, you know. Makes you feel like the only girl he ever looked at. He did it to me for two years.” Her voice dropped. “Then he gets you mixed up in his problems and walks away clean. Ask him what happened to the last person who tried to help him.” She walked out laughing. I turned to Corvin. He was not looking at me anymore. He was looking at the floor.

Before she could touch me, I stepped back and avoided her. "Jeremy, I know you're angry, but I can explain. Gerald lied to me. I'm innocent too. But don't worry. From now on, I'll only trust you! Let's get married. I'll be the best wife to you." She rambled on, trying to win my forgiveness. I finally lost my patience. I pulled Skye into my arms, leaned down, and kissed her softly on the cheek. She stiffened for a moment, her face quickly flushing red.

The screams and shouts were interspersed with the sounds of people slamming their hands on the table and glasses shattering. It all came together in a deafening roar. My wife, Whitney Stuart, shoved Zach Green, her assistant, away hard. Her face turned deathly pale for a split second before turning red with fury. She pointed at me, her finger trembling. "Simon Lockwood! What the hell do you think you're doing? How dare you cheat on me right to my face? Let go of her! Let her go right now!" Zach looked just as shocked and infuriated. Yet, deep within his eyes, there was a flicker of annoyance at the fact that I'd ruined his fun, along with smug delight.

Instead, he froze, staring at me with a mixture of confusion and something darker flickering in those intense eyes. “What… what are you doing?” he asked, voice low and rough, like he was trying to process the sudden shift in the air. His hand came down to gently cover mine, stopping its progress, but he didn’t remove it. Not yet. I didn’t flinch. I leaned in closer, letting my breasts brush against his bare arm through my thin cocktail dress. My nipples were already hard, pressing against the fabric, and I knew he could feel it. “I’m doing what my sister should have done on her wedding night,” I whispered, my lips inches from his ear. “I saw her, Roman. Downstairs. On her knees in her weddin