Cheating Novels & Stories

Hashtags like #NickEmotionallyAbusesWife, #TheTruthBehindEliteMarriages, and #AshleySuffersInSilence shot to the top of the trending charts. Countless misled netizens flooded my livestream account, cursing me as a spoiled rich man who had driven his wife into another man's arms. It was Brian's final strike—his last desperate attempt to flip the narrative and cast himself as a victim. "Do you want me to handle this?" Chelsey asked, her tone like ice as she scrolled through the venomous comments on her tablet. I shook my head. "No need. He's just a clown dancing on borrowed time." I didn't respond. I didn't defend myself because I knew lies collapse on their own. Truth doesn't need to shout.

"I don't want to be tagged as a cheater by anyone, Susan. I don't want him to think of me as a cheater." "Will you stop being so harsh on yourself for once Aurora? Do you even know what cheating means? No, I don't think you do, let me tell you what cheating means. Cheating is when a pregnant wife catches her husband fucking his secretary on the office table and that man doesn't give a damn that his wife saw him doing that. That pregnant wife ran out of the office in horror and pain and while running she lost her balance and fell down the stairs. That's what cheating

"Well, among the three of us, the one who truly realizes and deliberately cheats is you, Win." Darwin actually wanted to deny it. But he realized that he had indeed made such a fatal mistake in the past. "Well, okay. I admit I did cheat. But it was only with one woman, not here and there." Randy nodded. He didn't deny that fact. "Whether it's a lot or a little, it's still called cheating, Win. Rexona is loyal all the time. And you? You intentionally play around. Aren't you ashamed to your armpits?"

I ordered in a chilling tone but my demon of a sister didn't shake, instead she folded her arms, glaring back at me. "You know I won't! Alpha or not, you need someone to at least put you in your place! You're now a married man, brother. Seeing another woman behind her back is called 'CHEATING' . Do you even know that? How about the table turns and Penelope cheats back?..." Suddenly, the image of another man touching Penelope's luscious body like the way I should, appeared in my head, making me go still. My blood turned to ice instantly and then began to boil.

“I love being your secret slut. Fuck me deeper and fill me with your cum again.” He suddenly lifted me up, stood up with me still impaled on his cock, and bent me over the back of the couch. He fucked me standing up, pounding me from behind with brutal force. My tits hung over the couch as he destroyed my pussy. He reached around and rubbed my clit fast while choking me. “I’m close,” he grunted. “I’m going to fill this cheating cunt . Beg for my load.” “Please cum inside me,” I sobbed. “Pump your hot cum deep into your wife’s sister.Make me leak your seed when I see Lauren later.”

Maybe you should've shown restraint and saved her some face, even if she was acting a little too close to her assistant in front of all the media outlets. "Uncle Tristan," I cut him off. "Valerie marched into my event with her assistant wearing my watch, and publicly cheated on me. What do you think I should've done?" There was a dead silence on the other end of the line before Tristan said, "That's not what I meant—" "In that case, what did you mean then?" I pressed. "Should I have swallowed my pride and waited for them to drag me through the mud, then begged them to show me mercy?"

She fed him lies, saying that my child belonged to another man, and that I had staged a car accident to cover up the months of pregnancy. Lucas actually believed in such a weak fabrication. Since then, I knew that our daughter, Gracie Anderson, and I were no longer important to him. It was late at night. Anna wrapped her arms around his waist and whispered seductively, “Lucas, you’re so good to me.” Lucas hugged her back and said softly, “I owe you this much.” He allowed her hands to slowly slide beneath his clothes. Rather than recoil, he reciprocated her actions I turned to look the other way.

When Abigail noticed that Joshua was glowering at her because of me, she pouted and tried to explain, "That's not how I truly feel, darling. I just couldn't help myself because I love you too much." Joshua threw the diary at Abigail before roaring, "You couldn't help yourself, huh? That's why you purposely showed her this? This must be your fault. You must've said something to her to stir things up. That's why she lost faith in me. You're the one who resorted to deceitful tricks to chase her away!" Abigail was so frightened that her knees gave way. She slumped onto the floor, but she pretended to remain calm and unshaken.

She looked at Mark's limp eggplant and all his white jizz he was wiping with a tissue. Jasmine grabbed a few tissues and started cleaning up herself. " I want you in person. Not just on the phone. Stop playing hard to get. You know you want this to", Mark said. Jasmine was silent. She enjoyed what she had just done. It was so exciting. She thought for a moment that it was technically not cheating. It was via a video call. It doesn't count. She knew if she really did the deed with Mark it would be cheating. But if Charlie never knew, what he doesn't know won't hurt him.

“N…no. And Leila was calm the whole time. Why?” “Because when a mate cheats, the one being cheated on feels debilitating pain in the stomach, and heart. Along with that the wolf of the one being cheated on becomes very restless, and upset. A simple brush of a hand or something won’t cause that, but anything intimate beyond a hug can, and does harm the other party, badly.” “Oh.” “You, and Leila experienced none of that so that should tell you something.” “Yeah, but who’s to say he didn’t consider it.”