Mature Cheating นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"You've been married for three years, and now you want a divorce? Is it because we pushed her too hard about having a kid?" I took a drag of my cigarette and let out a long sigh. "She thinks I live off her and am not good enough for her anymore." At that, both of my parents burst out laughing. "She probably thinks we've gone broke. You're not working, and now that she's achieved her goals by using you, she wants to toss you aside. Is she seeing someone else?" they asked. I nodded. "More or less." Emotional cheating was still cheating. Even if I wasn't entirely sure, the way Pamela treated the young man made it obvious. They were way too close to be just coworkers.

When I discover yet another tube of lipstick on the front passenger seat of my Porsche for the 99th time, I decide to send a reminder in my company's group chat. "Everyone, please make sure to take all of your personal belongings with you the next time you decide to hitch a ride. Otherwise, it'll be difficult for the owner to remove the stains from the leather seats." The newly-hired intern, Sasha Lane, is quick to shoot me down. "Me hitching a ride has nothing to do with you! A washed-up old hag like you should focus on keeping your man in line! "Are you already triggered by the fact that he decides to pick me up from my home and bring me breakfast?" I'm stunned, to say the least. The

"Jason, did you really think I'd let you play me for a fool again?" "Turn it off! Turn it off right now!" Denise shrieked as she charged toward the control booth like a woman possessed. The long train of her wedding gown caught under her feet, sending her crashing hard onto the floor. Half her veil tore away, leaving her in a thoroughly humiliating state. But the footage didn't stop. Instead, it switched to the next clip. This time, it showed the two of them checking into a hotel together. The video captured them wrapped around each other, their conversation even more damning.

[As if! The bad lady is lying!] My son's voice fired off in my head. [Mommy, take her down! The blue folder on the desk behind her big butt says she's Daddy's fiancee. She's totally shameless! [She used the fact that her uncle is the care center's deputy director to bribe the admin and secretly changed Daddy's marital status in the system!] Armed with that very specific intel, I sidestepped Jessica without hesitation, went straight to the desk, and yanked out the dark blue file.

Hell, I've used those lines on three different girls in one night. What can I say? I wanted to keep having sex with them. "If you were seeing Marla, why did you sleep with Aunt Jeannine?" Libra groaned. "I was bitter, angry and self-destructive," I 'confessed'. No, I was horny and she was a gorgeous, accessible MILF. Somewhere in the de-clothing process she threw out there that Uncle Whomever might be cheating on her. Worked for me. "Do you regret that now?" Libra asked.

I said before letting out a small belch. His face twisted in disbelief. “Athena—” “There’s no big deal if you want to sleep with her too,” I interrupted, pouring myself another drink. The alcohol was making my thoughts spill out too easily now. “Cheating is cheating,” I continued with a shrug. “There aren’t two versions of it.” I lifted the glass to my lips again. “You are already cheating on your mate with me anyway.” “I think you need to slow down on the drink,” he said as he reached for the bottle.

“Excuse me?” “I will be honest with you. Mark is sorry right now. He feels like a piece of shit. Frankly, it will feel good for a while watching him drown in his own misery. He’ll swear how he won’t ever cheat on you again and for a while he will remain true to his word. Until he won’t anymore. But then you’ll soon realize as the years go by, it becomes a habit. He will cheat more frequently. Each year the women will be younger, hotter,’ “Why are you telling me this?”

“This isn’t your concern, Chairman.” Damian’s gaze landed on him like a predator sizing prey. “Everything concerning Aria is my concern.” My heart lurched at the way he said my name—like he already owned it. Owned me. Ethan squared his shoulders, but I could feel the tremor beneath his bravado. “She’s my mate.” Damian’s lips curved in something that wasn’t quite a smile. “You broke that bond the moment you touched another. Don’t speak to me about mateship you don’t deserve.”

The large screen above their heads flickered on and began playing a very explicit video. The footage landed like a landmine, blowing the entire room to pieces. "Holy shit—isn't that woman today's bride? And that man is—" "Ahhh! No blurring! Everyone can see!" "Wait a minute. The bride cheated. She betrayed the groom." "I see it now. Damn. She's been playing dirty." Lacey and Kevin's eyes bulged. Shrieking, they begged the staff to turn off the screen immediately. Then came the turn of Lacey's friends. Their own romantic escapades played out on screen as their boyfriends watched everything unfold. Slaps rang out across the room.

"I don't want to be tagged as a cheater by anyone, Susan. I don't want him to think of me as a cheater." "Will you stop being so harsh on yourself for once Aurora? Do you even know what cheating means? No, I don't think you do, let me tell you what cheating means. Cheating is when a pregnant wife catches her husband fucking his secretary on the office table and that man doesn't give a damn that his wife saw him doing that. That pregnant wife ran out of the office in horror and pain and while running she lost her balance and fell down the stairs. That's what cheating is? That woman loved that man madly but that man didn't care about her love. He was a bloody sex addict who felt gross with his