Cheating Romance Novelas e Histórias

“Who cares about that b*tch? I’ve lost interest in her ever since I found out she wasn’t my real mate. She’s never let me touch her through the three years we’ve been together, and I’m starting to figure out she has some sort of illness down there. But with you, I can't get enough. I don’t care how many silent treatments I give her; as long as I have you within my grip every day, I am going to spend my last piece of savings on you.” “You’re so naughty." I felt as if I had been struck by a thunderbolt. My head kept buzzing, and whatever thought I had of handling the situation evaporated. Damon, who had frequently declared his love for me, was now cheating on me with Isabella. I closed her eye

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?"

"An orphan with no background who wouldn't cause trouble? Because you're too afraid to start any relationship the family might oppose, right?" Leo fell silent for a long time. "Raina…" When he finally spoke, his voice was hoarse. "She pursued me for three years. Her feelings are genuine." "Genuine?" Lisa's voice choked. "What about me? All those years we've been dating in secret. What did that mean? And those promises you made, about us going public when the timing is right. What about that?" Leo's shoulders slumped. The Alpha, who always stood tall, suddenly looked unusually fragile.

"You've been married for three years, and now you want a divorce? Is it because we pushed her too hard about having a kid?" I took a drag of my cigarette and let out a long sigh. "She thinks I live off her and am not good enough for her anymore." At that, both of my parents burst out laughing. "She probably thinks we've gone broke. You're not working, and now that she's achieved her goals by using you, she wants to toss you aside. Is she seeing someone else?" they asked. I nodded. "More or less." Emotional cheating was still cheating. Even if I wasn't entirely sure, the way Pamela treated the young man made it obvious. They were way too close to be just coworkers.

Anna said, stepping closer, expression soft and suddenly vulnerable, obviously ready to manipulate her way out of this one. “That’s not gonna work on me. If you didn’t wanna be with me, then you should’ve just said so. I didn’t force you into anything, you agreed to be my girlfriend, I didn’t tie you up to the bed rails and asked you to say yes to dating me neither did I have a gun to your head and said you must date me unless you get shot. No, I set up a romantic scenario for you and asked you, you agreed and then what do I get? Barely two weeks into our relationship, you’ve cheated, and with your best friend’s brother, do you not have any shame, Anna?”

The day I find out I'm pregnant, I also discover my husband is cheating on me. To think that Brock Emerson, a celebrated OB-GYN, is sleeping with his own protegee, Wendy Blair! I strip Wendy's clothes off in front of the entire hospital, humiliating her for everyone to see. After that, the staff group chat turns into a daily betting pool on whether I'll show up to cause another scene. When Brock pulls me off the balcony railing yet again, he drops to his knees. "I've already had Wendy transferred. What happened that day was just an accident. You're all I care about." I give Brock two choices—either he sends Wendy to prison, or he signs the divorce papers. He personally submits evidence o

she repeated. I rolled my eyes, crossed my arms across my chest, and accidentally landed my gaze on Amara. She already laid her eyes on me before I do. Just like me, I know she could feel the spark the same way as I do. The connection keeps on making a way for us to have an unintentional conversation. She has two different vibes. The original that I could sense is this type of her- the cold-hearted girl. I stepped forward, planning to go near her. I wanted to examine her face.

Romeo did it on purpose, not because the man himself was busy with files that had to be closed for tomorrow. "Wait a minute, Honey." Romeo was still fiddling with his glasses when he felt Rena's breath in the crook of his neck—sniffing like a kitten begging for more attention. The scent of flowers that Rena gave off made Romeo almost die from holding back. "If you continue like this, my file will never be finished." Romeo fiddled with his fingers on the laptop, occasionally scrolling the mouse because he felt something was a little off. "You're always like that! You always ignore me when in front of your work. You just cheated on the electronics!" Rena muttered and finally released the hug f

I had been completely played! Why? Why would she do this to me? Reflecting on our year of marriage, I had done everything I could to care for Donna, fearing that I'd ever let her down. Yet, she still chose to cheat on me with another guy! Or rather, two! My chest heaved with rage, and it felt like I was about to explode. "Shameless Donna!" I muttered under my breath, hailing a taxi to follow that car. As the scenery outside changed, my expression darkened even more.

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.