Empress Jennifer Cuckold Novels & Stories

But what's even more shocking is that my face was zoomed in and screenshotted, with one line of bloody red characters underneath: "Samantha Jewel, the wife of celebrated young CEO Jared Long, caught flagrantly cheating. Morally corrupt, shameless harlot!"l

"If a man loves you, everything you do is right. If he doesn’t, everything you do is wrong. That’s just how men are." Jennifer bit her lip and narrowed her eyes. She couldn’t afford to lose her composure now. No matter what—if she kept denying it, what could Benjamin do? That thought calmed her down. — The online crowd suddenly turned on Jennifer. **\[Exposed! Jennifer was the mastermind behind everything—she forced out the original wife just to steal her place!]** **\[Told you! Amanda was the real victim. Jennifer played the innocent white lotus, but come on—we’ve all seen CEO dramas. The white lotus always looks like *that*.]**

"He was nice, very polite with a strong accent. You guys have the same eyes." "Emily?" Cindy said breaking the silence they had both fallen into again, Emily hummed. "This is the happiest day of my whole life." "Mine too,." She smiled, she took a deep breath and hugged Cindy once more, "are you ready?" "Couldn't be any more ready." Cindy smiled hugging her soon to be wife. They both parted with their eyes closed and Emily walked away, not before she gave her wife another kiss, of course. *** Jennifer's P.O.V ***

She said, stepping ahead of my table and I immediately knew her intentions. “ Stop the right fuck there.” I warned, and her feet stopped. “ Chris, please. How long are you going to treat me like this? I know that you still love me- “ Did I forget to tell you that I'm married and insanely in love with my wife? ” I pinned her with another glare and all the colour of her face drained. “ Chris, How can yo- Before she could complete her sentence, the office door swung open with a little extra force. “ I think you also forgot to tell her that your wife is a goddamn possessive psychopath for you, Mr. Brown.” My eyebrows shot up as I watched Jennifer sauntering inside the office in a sass, as if she

“It is impossible. James told me that I was his only wife and besides, I checked every single record before submitting them to you, he can't have a first wife!” Emily found it so hard to believe. Of all people and details she had heard about this man, the one which took her by surprise was that, James's late wife! “It is so crystal clear. I have screened most of his details out. He was married years ago, actually, he impregnated a woman years ago ” “She goes by the name Kathryn. The truth was hidden for too long and this is a very good opportunity to shoot him with it. Think about it, Mrs. Wilson ”

I stumbled to the glass doors and yanked them open, needing air, needing space from the crushing tightness in my chest. I braced my hands against the railing, breathing hard as the sea breeze slapped my face. The salty wind couldn’t carry away the guilt curling in my gut. How long had I defended her? Justified her cruelty as stress or ambition or passion misunderstood? A new ping sounded behind me. I turned and slowly walked back inside, hands trembling. Another headline. Another push notification. This one hit harder: “Rumors suggest Jennifer may be tied to Max’s past kidney complications.” What?

Once it was all over, Carol, worried I was overworking myself, sent Sienna off to a study retreat and slipped me a black credit card, a little token with unlimited spending power, plus a week off to unwind. I took her up on it and headed to my go-to coffee shop. No sooner had I settled in than an unexpected visitor took the seat opposite me. I got up to leave, but Jennifer grabbed my wrist, her voice barely above a whisper. "Nelson, can we talk?" Gone was the haughty Jennifer I knew. Her face betrayed her begging. I sat back down and took a leisurely sip of my coffee. "Go ahead." "Is your marriage to Carol the real deal, or just for show?"

"Lois, how about we remarry after this is over?" I was sitting on a stone bench in the backyard, lost in thought, when Nathan Baldwin walked up to me with Jenny Price right behind him. It was just three hours ago that Jenny had been exposed by the tabloids as possibly Nathan's mistress. The whole internet dug up her past and called her everything from a homewrecker to the woman who had interfered in my perfect relationship with Nathan. Nathan's image as a loving husband fell apart, and his company's stock price plummeted.

A plot twist she hadn't expected, but one she was ready for. "So, Julian wants to go to war?" she whispered. "Tell the legal team to prepare the 'Apocalypse File.' If he wants to see how deep the Everett shadow goes, I’ll show him." She walked back to her desk and picked up her phone. There was a new message from an unknown number. It was a photo of her entering her private apartment building. Attached was a single line of text: The Empress has a beautiful home. It would be a shame if something happened to the 'secret' she left there.

"Are you out of your mind? Do you want to be someone else just for the heart of a man like Jason? Are you sure?" Emily shrugged. "At least I tried. And ... I think I should go back inside. I want to make some lunch to take to Jason." "What? You're either crazy, Em. Or I'm crazy for wanting to be friends with a crazy person like you. Just do what you want; I'll shower and take you to that asshole." *** Emily had arrived at Jason's room, which she should have easily entered because no one didn't know that Emily was the wife of the future president and director of Kennel'z Industry, a company engaged in various fields, one of which was construction and development.