Ibu Selingkuh Novels & Stories

when he finally said that, Ramil couldn't stop the bitter smile that broke his lips. "What are you saying? If that's the case that you don't have other bed partners and I'm the only one left, it's not just the two of us. Let's make it official," Selena insisted. Ramil sighed again. There seems to be no other way to end this than to tell Selena the truth. It will hurt her, yes, but he knows and believes that the wound in the girl's heart will eventually heal. "I’m in love with someone else, Selena. And none of the girls were related to me," he finally confessed.

The seed of suspicion Selena planted began to take root. “She is just a surrogate,” Isabella said slowly, more to convince herself than Selena. “I cannot imagine she would… cross a line.” Selena smiled faintly, tilting her head. “You would be surprised what desperation and opportunity can create. Pregnant or not, she has her goals. She wants the money, yes, but perhaps she wants more. She may even crave more attention than she admits.” Isabella’s chest tightened. Her pulse quickened. The thought that someone she considered family could betray her felt like ice against her skin. She looked at Selena, searching her face for any sign of falsehood, but found only a calm, persuasive confidence.

She found a white one with a small bow at the left side of the waist and a semi-sweetheart detail with a thigh-high slit. “Excuse me, can I get that dress?” Arya asked a sales assistant that was close by and pointed at the dress. The sales assistant who Arya knew as Debby due to her name tag, rolled her eyes silently before turning to face Arya with an obvious fake smile. “I'm sorry but the dresses placed on the display aren't for sale, you'd have to pick another one,” Debby said briefly. “Why? Is there something wrong with the dress?” Arya’s previously happy air plunged into darkness when she heard the news.

She heard a cough and knew immediately who it was, “Who knew a disagreement between you two would end up into something so naughty.“ “Oh, Kiara.“ Selena swooned dreamily. “You are so much luckier than me.“ “What do you mean?“Selena asked. “In terms of love, I wasn't as lucky.“ “You still don't want to tell me what happened in my past?“ Selena is accused, hating she keeps dropping hints of her past but never fully. “Because it's not in my place to do so.“ “But you experienced love.“ “We thought he was the one but let's not ruin what you have with your new mate. Your fated mate because I have never seen a love so pure.“

Selena's attempts to undermine our connection only fueled my determination to protect him. Selena's fingers continued their dance, skillfully unbuttoning his shirt one by one. Her touch was seductive, calculated to create a false sense of intimacy. "I'm here for you, Rowland," she murmured, her voice a velvet whisper. "I want to take care of you, to mend your wounds. Let me be the one who understands you."

She didn't even know how to answer his question, so she just kept quiet. "Well sorry to be disappointed, My beta is not here and I'm the only one here so stop looking around" he said to her. He lied down back and was looking at her. He looked at the basket of food she held. He wasn't happy that she was planning to have a picnic with his Beta. Although they weren't on speaking terms, he still felt jealous. Selena, not knowing what to do, decided to leave. Although she didn't want to leave, she felt like staying with him but then the Alpha King didn't forgive her for what she had done to Andrea earlier, not to talk of what she did tonight.