Cheating Romance Novels & Stories

She whispered. “What? Really?” I asked. I felt a sudden possessiveness as being the only one to have her sweet pussy. “Yes, I understand if you want to stop.” She said. “I won’t stop if you don’t want me to stop. Are you sure? Shouldn’t you want romance?” I asked her. “Fuck romance. All romance ever did was cheat on me. I’m sure, Jasper.” She answered. I kissed her hard, tugging at the strands of her hair and kneading on her tits. I took a nipple in my mouth and sucked her tight peak.

Almost gritting his teeth, he started speaking, “Matthew, this whole thing is hard for me too! I’m not as shameless as you said!” “Really? I think you are! I think you’re the most shameless man on Earth!” Matthew was not polite at all when speaking. “I’ve seen men who cheated in their marriage, but you’re the first one to cheat with your wife’s most despised person!” “You said that you loved and protected her, and yet you hooked up with the daughter of her father’s mistress. If you had some sense of shame in you, you wouldn’t have forced Christina to be your lover after getting engaged with the mistress’ daughter. All you do is hurt her, and you’ve never considered her feelings!”

This was not what Scarlett Miller did. That was not me. A tear shredded through my eye. For a change, his touch calmed me down. I wanted to resist but I was inviting it more. It was all wrong. There was nothing right at that moment. I hate this, I hate every man who tries to come near me. But here I was going towards him. I hate relationships that are only meant to be cheated on. The time I hugged him, I thought I won. No! I wasn't winning but defeating in my own eyes.

“Well, well, you shameless slut. You’ve been frolicking with your boy toy. You…” Her voice rang out loudly, dripping with disdain as she pointed accusingly at Petra. The insults seemed endless. Yet Petra remained calm. Her gaze stayed fixed on Malcolm as he approached Pete. “Wow, Petra,” Pete said again, sliding his hands casually into his pockets as he watched Malcolm come closer. His voice carried a mocking tone. “You led the charge against me because you found someone richer and you can’t wait to dump me. While Zoe and I are involved, you cheated on me,” he continued, raising his hand and pointing his finger accusingly at her. “So you’re no saint either.”

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.

Maybe, in a strange way, I’m thankful for all of this because despite the chaos, Rome and I have slowly started opening up. Not just about work or responsibilities… but about us. Our personal lives. And somehow, that’s kept me at ease. “Hm… good. He’ll never cheat,” Cheska said. “And I’m not just saying that because I’m his friend,” she added, a bit too firmly. I couldn’t help but smile. There was something oddly funny about how hard she was trying to convince me. She didn’t have to. “I don’t tolerate cheaters,” she declared, taking another sip of her wine like it sealed the statement.

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?"

"Jason, did you really think I'd let you play me for a fool again?" "Turn it off! Turn it off right now!" Denise shrieked as she charged toward the control booth like a woman possessed. The long train of her wedding gown caught under her feet, sending her crashing hard onto the floor. Half her veil tore away, leaving her in a thoroughly humiliating state. But the footage didn't stop. Instead, it switched to the next clip. This time, it showed the two of them checking into a hotel together. The video captured them wrapped around each other, their conversation even more damning.

Jaguar cared about me and belonged to me alone, while Adrian's Poppy already had her eyes on another man. The color slowly drained from Adrian's face after the reality of my words sank in. When he finally found his voice, his tone had entirely flipped. Jealousy and malice were written all over his face as he snapped, "I cheated on you and messed up, but do you honestly think he won't do the same to you? It's in men's nature to get sick of the old and crave new things, let alone a man with a shady background! "You don't even know how he is, so what makes you think he actually loves you?