Fiction Books About Being Cheated On Novels & Stories

Realizing that he sounded too excited, he added hastily, "What I meant was, you and your husband seemed like a great match, so why are you getting a divorce?" Nikita sighed. "He cheated on me." Fabian did not expect this answer. "Cheated on you?" Nikita explained, "Spencer always treated me well, but that didn't stop him from seeing another woman behind my back. "He gives her the same presents that he gives me. He spends as much time with her as he does with me. Even our child. "It sounds hard to believe, but the baby in the mistress' belly was even conceived two weeks earlier than ours."

"Winona, let me ask you this one more time. Just what else have you been lying to me about other than the kidney donation?" The moment she heard me mention the kidney donation, she finally decided to drop the act. "I didn't expect an idiot like you to find out. I thought you would be ignorant for life. It's your fault for being a fool! I never expected a rich lady like Winona to actually donate a kidney to you. The mere thought that you would be too afraid to do anything, even when I cheated on you, because you thought I was your savior fills me with glee. "Oh, right. You don't know yet, do you? I even drug your food and water to give you erectile dysfunction. You've been on that drug for ne

Deciding not to narrate too much in order not to bore him, I just say, “We were married until someone else came into the picture.” “Did you fall in love with someone else?” Lionel asks, intrigued. I shake my head “No. Of course not.” I barter my eyes away. “He cheated with his childhood friend. But it turned out it was more than what I thought it was.” “Oh, I’m so sorry. No woman deserves to be cheated on no matter what,” he says.

I loved the way he thrust into my p***y and after some good long thrusts in to my core , he lastly withdrew his half flaccid d**k out of me , glistening with both our juices. "I'm exhausted let's sleep " ,l uttered out before l collapsed down on his bed . " One of my best nights ", He murmured before he pulled me more closer to him . Cuddling with him , l stared at his hairy chest in disbelief . Ignoring the intense sex , l now wished he was my husband . Skilled in bed with care and love , he was an opposite of Mark . Even when I was still beautiful with no kids , Mark used to be toxic instead of showing love to me . With this , now l had to Iive with what l have done . As bad as it sounded

"Please, I don't want anyone to pay. I just want to erase this from my memory. It's not like he forced me to have sex with him! He just..." "Stop trying to minimize this! He touched you, Faith. Even if it wasn't sex, he still violated you," Anthony growled. Faith sniffled as the memories came flashing back again. She had nightmares every night when it happened. Her uncle is someone she trusted at the time. He was helping her family with money for the mortgage, so he was like a father to her. But eventually, he broke that trust. He pretended to be loving and caring. He said he felt bad for her, and he was there for her when she needed someone. Then when no one was looking...

"Oh, wow. Look at that. You're cheating already. You stole Nathan from me, and you're already sleeping around behind his back? I don't know why I'm even surprised." The guy frowned, looking down at her. "Wait, Chloe, what is she talking about?" "She's lying," Chloe snapped, turning her furious gaze back on me, her fake sweetness completely gone. "She's just my crazy, jealous cousin who can't handle her own pathetic life.” She leaned in, her voice dropping into a vicious whisper meant only for me. "You're lucky it was just the apartment Sienna. Consider yourself lucky you weren't inside when it caught." My throat closed up hearing her admit it so casually, without a single shred of remorse, m

“You don’t get to ask questions. You don’t get answers. You don’t get me.” The glow fades. But the damage is done. Both of us feel it. Something inside me shifted. Something real. Something dangerous. He rakes a shaky hand through his hair. “You shouldn’t walk away like this,” he says. “Not when things are this complicated.” “Complicated?” I laugh dark, humorless. “You mean because your mistress is pregnant?” His face tightens. “This isn’t fair.” “Oh, no,” I say. “Fair would have been honest. Fair would have been telling me before the world found out. Fair would have been treating me like your wife.”

Scarlett's POV Suddenly, the rustling of paper caught my attention. I turned around just in time to see Liam holding the draft I had left on my desk. My stomach instantly twisted into knots. "Put that down," I said quickly, stepping forward. But Liam didn’t listen. Instead, his dark eyes skimmed over the words, and to my horror, he started reading aloud. "Fiona is the female protagonist. She has been in love with the male lead for the past four years..."

“Don’t you dare blame me for your problems, Damion. You made your choices. You chose her.” His eyes darkened, and he took a step closer. “You think it was that simple? You think I wanted to lose you?” I laughed bitterly, taking a step back. “Oh, spare me the bullshit. You cheated on me, Damion. Repeatedly. And when I turned a blind eye, you handed me a divorce papers like I was disposable. You didn’t fight for me. You didn’t fight for us. Or you think I didn’t know you we’re cheating on me with Kaia even before you handed me the divorce papers?”

I sat on the study floor and felt something shift inside me. Not grief this time. Not the hollow aching loss of the past week. Something harder. You were so stupid, Liana. The voice was my own and it was not kind. You sat on a kitchen floor with a man you didn’t know and told him things. You danced with him. You let him into your room. You believed every careful word he said because you were so starving for someone to see you that you couldn’t tell the difference between being seen and being studied. He came here with a plan.