Mc Romance Books With Cheating Novels & Stories

I thrust in hard, and harder each time, the anger and frustration mixing with lust and I let it all out on her. Our breaths were heavy against the wall as I moved in, deeper and deeper into her walls, destroying every gate that held me back. "Roman... god, you really are as good as everyone says,” she managed to mutter. I turned her over and held her neck, my eyes locked on her. "Don't believe everything you hear. It's usually better." And my tongue moved along her neck, spreading heat all over her skin. The night wore on and I couldn't remember much of what transpired between us, I sure knew it was good sex.

Yet she never expected that Christopher was a disgusting cheater who had been having an affair with his redhead secretary for a long time. Every night that he lied about working late, he was actually busy fucking his mistress. Every time Amber bothered them with work, it was actually to facilitate their cheating. Every moment they managed to flirt right under her nose made her feel like a joke. All their five years of relationship crumbled down into a nothing-less pit of lies. Revenge. That's the most thing Roxanne wanted to do after learning of the real reason why Christopher approached her. The first step, giving him the same taste of being cheated on. Nothing hurt more than when the playe

He looked unchanged yet diminished, as if time had worn him down. "Not now," she muttered, her eyes scanning the crowd. He tailed her toward the side hallway of the ballroom. "We need to talk." She spun around sharply. "There's nothing left to say." "Is this about revenge? Are you using Damien to get back at me?" Serena stared at him unflinchingly. "Isn't that what you did when you got engaged to my sister two months after cheating on me?" His jaw tightened at her words. "That was a mistake."

And at the center of it all was Luciano Romano, described as brilliant, ruthless, and completely untouchable. "Look at this," Maria pointed to a photo from some charity gala. Luciano in a tuxedo with a blonde socialite on his arm. "This is from last month. The article says he's never been married, never been in a serious relationship. Just a string of beautiful women who never last more than a few weeks." Aurora stared at the photo. He looked exactly the same as he had last night, except colder somehow. More remote. "Maybe it's better that you only had one night," Maria said softly. "Men like that, they don't do happily ever after."

It was Damian Blackwood, the heir to the most powerful family in Kingsford. A ruthless man who despised anyone bold enough to manipulate financial records under his nose. In my previous life, Jason had only managed to get an introduction to Damian through the connections my father built over the years. Later, desperate to cover the missing money, Jason cut corners throughout the project, triggering a catastrophic construction accident. Damian was furious. With a single move, he crushed Jason completely. Unfortunately, by then I had already died in that psychiatric hospital. I never got to see him reap what he'd sown.

A coat was strewn over the back as if in a hurry. I walked toward the bed, staring at the black silk sheets that were rumpled. Either Enza was slacking on her duties or he liked unmade beds. But it looked so rough, as if there had been a tussle on it. My cheeks flamed up as I realized he might have had sex on this bed while I was locked up like an animal. With a sneer toward the bed as if it offended me, I walked toward his closet. Imagine if I’d gone right along with the contract and married him, he would have been cheating on me. Taking models and whoever he had been with to my penthouse suite at the Grand Marlow.

The screams and shouts were interspersed with the sounds of people slamming their hands on the table and glasses shattering. It all came together in a deafening roar. My wife, Whitney Stuart, shoved Zach Green, her assistant, away hard. Her face turned deathly pale for a split second before turning red with fury. She pointed at me, her finger trembling. "Simon Lockwood! What the hell do you think you're doing? How dare you cheat on me right to my face? Let go of her! Let her go right now!" Zach looked just as shocked and infuriated. Yet, deep within his eyes, there was a flicker of annoyance at the fact that I'd ruined his fun, along with smug delight.

“I’ll be back tomorrow. I even bought your favorite pastries.” He was only a few meters away from me, with one arm wrapped around Leah’s waist, the other holding his phone to speak to me. How could a werewolf split his heart in half like that? I couldn’t understand when their affair had started. Why did the she-wolf he cheated with have to be my sister? Most of all, had he ever truly loved me? Or had he only wanted our arranged mating to secure his position as the next Alpha?

I instantly despised him and I wanted him to suffer for making me miserable in the marriage. He could not tell me how my precious Becca died. I had to find out the hard way by reading a journal. I hated him at this moment, the earlier romance in the morning has been forgotten and I don't want to see his face right now. I stared at the page where I had written about my special person but I found no clue. I had been cheating on Damon but with who? I should ask Macy, she would know about him. I must have told her before I wrote it in my journal. It couldn't have been a secret between us.

The tremble of my hands as I carried them to my lips to stop my sobs was proof enough that I really did cheated death. "Mari," Lucas called when he noticed my tears. He took the blanket off the floor and spread it back over my legs to cover the hideous tracks of the last few days. "Hey," he called again like he was soothing me. But there was no point, at the moment, nothing could calm me down, not until the gaps are filled and I'll know why I decided to walk into my deathbed. Lucas brings my chin up to meet his gaze. "You cheated death four times. Those bruises—" he points at my legs—"aren't enough to make you ugly. If anything it makes you a little hotter." I laughed at that and he chuckled