Forbidden Affairs Novels & Stories

She closed the gap between us, the bounce of her breasts sending a sharp jolt of heat straight to my gut. “W…why?” she whispered, reaching out to take my hand. “Why can’t it happen? I want this, and I know you want it too.” “You’re wrong.” I forced the words out, my fingers clenching into a tight fist just to stop myself from pulling her back into my arms. “I don’t want this. It is forbidden.” She didn’t say a word. She just stared at me, challenging the lie. “This is a grave sin, Safira. It stops here.”

By 8 PM, Benita and I were seated at an upscale restaurant, wine flowing, and I was deliberately not checking my phone. "So," Benita said, swirling her wine glass. "This mystery man of yours. Does he make you happy?" "He makes me feel alive," I admitted. "That's not the same thing." She countered. "I know." I took a long sip of wine. "But right now, it's enough." Benita studied me. "Be careful, Isadora. Forbidden affairs are thrilling, but they rarely end well." "I know that too." "But you're doing it anyway." "I'm doing it anyway," I confirmed.

Something to use when I came back and needed to spin the story. >"Father, I lied. This isn't a short event. This is Luxe Vogue. Paris. The dream I’ve waited my whole life for. I know the wedding is in a few days, and I know you’ll be angry. But I had to take this chance. I will come back. I will marry Aiden. But I need this first. Don't search for me, dad. I will be fine. Take care of yourself. I will be back in three months' time.

He hated himself for succumbing to Velda's manipulations on that cursed afternoon when she had come to his house to deliver the news of Delaney's pregnancy. In his vulnerable state, Velda had exploited his emotions, seducing him into a web of deceit, and he foolishly fell for it. That was where their secret affair had begun. They've been having this secret affair for the past three years, and Blaine hasn't been cool about it.

Clandestine Affair, book 1 of Affair Duology, is finally completed! This is the first novel I’ve completed so far and it is a long and hard journey as procrastination always gets the best of me. I enjoyed writing this and I will start writing book 2 of the Affair Duology as soon as I finished editing and revising book 1. All the revelations will be revealed and explained in the second book. If you came to hate Vishnu in the first book, his actions would be justified (I hope so) in the second book.

“See, this is what I’m talking about. If I’m going to confide in you, I need you. I need Wren, my best friend. Not Wren, West’s brother. Which means this stays between me and you. Can you promise me that?” “I promise.” One thing I could count on was that Wren always kept his promises to me. “West didn’t really do anything to me. It’s that this key thing and me not wanting to move in with him has him accusing me of…of fooling around.” The tone in Wren’s voice was a combination of anger, surprise, and disgust. “He accused you of cheating on him? Cath, he’s known you forever. He should know that you would never do that.”

"Sir, you requested my attention.” "Shut the fucking door." She hesitated, but did as I said. "Tell me, Miss Smith, are you familiar with Company Bylaw Section 12A?" Her throat bobbed. "I... I think I am, sir." "Then you’d know it prohibits public displays of affection on company premises." I leaned forward. "So tell me, Ava, how exactly do you justify making out with Walter outside my building like it’s your personal dating ground?" “I—I didn’t think—”

But as I looked at Marco, I saw something in his eyes that made me realize that there was more to the story. "What else?" I asked, my voice firm. "There's something else, isn't there?" Marco nodded, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Yes, there is," he said. "You see, Emilia, your parents weren't just in financial trouble. They were also...involved in some illegal activities." I felt like I had been punched in the gut again. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "What kind of illegal activities?" I asked, my voice shaking with rage and hurt.

As far as I can remember, that was the beginning of our love story. But I couldn't imagine that my sweet Naomi would have such a complicated past life which felt off. Throughout my period in the relationship, I didn't care to ask so that I'd move with mine when I lost my wife in a car accident. To top it all, my stepdaughter, who is my secretary, is another piece of a puzzle that is attributed to this complicated love life. Should I back off now so that our lives will return to normal? How about the case of indulgence of affairs with Kayla?

She breathed in soft, uneven whispers as her fingertips traced lightly across my back, leaving faint marks behind. Sweat dampened the ends of her hair, making them stick to her temples. She looked completely drained, and her body went limp against the bed. I leaned down and planted a kiss against her slightly damp hair. A mix of satisfaction and guilt rose in my chest. This was my wife's cousin, after all. Yet, the thrill of crossing that line burned through me like fire. It was impossible to resist. Outside, the night had deepened. Inside, the warmth still lingered. I held Hannah's soft body tightly, as if she were my lover.