Little Mr Cheater Novels & Stories

Whether it was me bailing on him for a friend, smashing one of his precious collectibles, going away for a sudden work trip, or even being asked out on a date by my long-time admirer, he never got mad once. I had always thought I had found the perfect man with high emotional intelligence, but it turned out that "good temper" wasn't a virtue, but something masked by sheer guilt. After we started dating, Jared began giving me expensive gifts—necklaces worth a fortune, custom high fashion from the pack's famous designers. I thought they were proof of his love, but they were only a counter for the number of times he had cheated on me. He felt a brief stab of guilt every time he came home from fo

"Master, we want to train our obedience." Laura suddenly held onto me while Camilla crawled under my crotch. "Tonight, we'll serve you well. You're our master. Percy, please let me do this. Otherwise, I will get punished," Tiffany begged before scrambling on all fours toward me. "No way! I have to go!" Right then, Laura let out a sharp cry. "It's not up to you now. Ms. Elledge, get him!" Before I could react, Laura and Camilla pulled my pants down, and Tiffany opened her mouth…

Anita complained while staring at her cell phone screen. "Just pick up, who knows it's an important call," Monica said. "I'm too lazy to bother," Anita replied. "Pick it up, press the speaker so I can hear it," Anton pleaded. "Okay, what do you want to talk about?" asked Anita.I hope my husband doesn't cheat again

He had collected them earlier that afternoon. "Uncle Daniel bought us ice cream today!" Mia blurted excitedly. I smiled and gently rubbed her head. "Did you thank Uncle Daniel?" "Yes!" She replied proudly. I smiled. At least Finn looked healthy today. Even if I knew it was only temporary. "Mummy!" Evan said excitedly. "My teacher asked the whole class to clap for me because I answered every question correctly!" He flashed his tiny, perfectly arranged teeth. My heart melted. As much as I regretted that reckless night years ago...

Ethan became a headless chicken as he sputtered uselessly, "H-Honey, I can explain." My voice turned ice cold as I hissed, "Explain what? That the video is fake? Or that the fact that you're cheating on me is just a lie?" Ethan opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He looked like prey that'd gotten its throat stepped on by a predator, me. The captain shot me a sympathetic look. "Ms. Bender, this has nothing to do with you. You're free to go." I nodded, picked up my purse, and sauntered away.

"If Chris can be exempted then Lucas can be too. Appearance doesn't determine cheating." "If appearance doesn't, then what does mum?" "Before I answer your question. I'll love you to answer mine first." "Ok mum. Go on. Your daughter is listening." "Haven't you seen a scenario where an ugly male still cheats?" "That's definitely because he has money." "Are all the male cheaters you've heard of rich?" "I don't think so, mum. Some don't even have a home."

" I hung up and blocked the number. Just then, my inbox chimed. The same anonymous account had emailed me again. The subject line was only a few words: [They've Turned on Each Other] Attached was a five-minute HD audio file. I raised an eyebrow, put in my earbuds, and hit play. The background was a mess, like it had been recorded in an underground parking garage. Then Tyler's desperate shout cut through. "Vivian Shultz! What the hell is this? Lindsay found the bank records. She made me sign a $270,000 debt agreement! You have to give me back that $50,000, or she's really going to the police!" Vivian's voice came next, impatient and ice-cold. "Are you insane? Give it back? You wired that $50,

"You should stop changing the subject, Madison—we're talking about the bastard you're carrying in your belly right now. "You see, the records in the notebook have made it clear that you only slept with Anthony three weeks ago, but the ultrasound says you're six weeks along. Who exactly is the father of the child, Madison?" I clenched my fists until my fingernails dug into my palms, the sharp pain helping me hold onto my last shred of composure. I stared directly at Anthony, who was standing behind Emily, and asked, "Do you not believe me too, Anthony? Do you think I've been cheating on you?"

“Yeah, save us with your intelligence. Don’t let us fail this quiz.” I grinned at both of them. “Only if I can, haha.” They knew me too well. Cheating? Not in my vocabulary. Any kind of cheating was absolutely off-limits. “Number one…” Mr. Landers began, and I immediately stopped smiling. Focus, Reign. You need to ace this quiz. Serious mode activated. “Reign, save us! Please, have mercy on us!” Chris whispered dramatically, hands raised in mock pleading. I gestured sharply at him to be quiet. He pouted immediately. Nice try, Chris. Your pleading face will not work on me today.

My Cheating Mate Emma pov The pack house meeting room was packed. Every adult member of Crescent Moon Pack had shown up, sensing that something significant was about to happen. The air buzzed with speculation and whispered conversations. I sat in the front row next to my father, my laptop clutched in my hands like a weapon. The video was queued up, ready to play on the large screen at the front of the room. All I had to do was connect the cable and press play.