Romance Novels With Cheating の小説・ストーリー

Nina Romano did not sleep. She lay beside Dante Moretti in the quiet apartment, staring at the ceiling as the first gray light of morning filtered through the curtains. His arm was draped over her waist, heavy and warm, grounding in a way she both craved and feared. Every time she closed her eyes, the same thought returned, sharp and relentless. I was placed in his life. The idea crawled under her skin. It made every memory feel suspect. Every laugh. Every argument. Every moment she had believed was chance.

“I’m sure he’s just using you to get back at me.” Her heartbeat stumbled. “What?” Lucas smirked bitterly. “You really don’t know?” Fear slowly crept into her stomach. “Know what?” Lucas wiped blood from the corner of his mouth before answering coldly, “I slept with his girlfriend years ago.” The world around Camila suddenly felt too still. Too quiet. “What?” Lucas shrugged carelessly. “She cheated on him with me.” Camila stared at him speechless. “And trust me,” Lucas continued cruelly, “Mateo never got over it, I am sure this is way of getting back at me”

They dumped them on the spot. Anyone who wanted to be the guy who got cheated on could wear that crown themselves. "Adrian, you're not a real man. Lacey loved you so much, and you humiliated her in front of everyone." "Loved me? Ha. If she really loved me, why did she end up in your bed?" Lacey choked back sobs. She stood there crying, shaking her head. "Adrian, don't talk about me like that. What woman is still pure before marriage? When you've dated people, these things just happen."

" I glanced down at the blood trickling from my calf without the slightest emotion. It had been the same in my previous life. No matter what Jason did wrong, Yuna always took his side. Because Jason excelled at playing the part of the devoted, ambitious, and loving future son-in-law. "Mom, Jason's seeing another woman." I looked at her calmly. "Denise isn't just his best friend. They've been sleeping together for a long time." Yuna froze for a moment before her anger flared even hotter. "What nonsense are you talking about? Jason already explained everything to me. Denise is his most trusted assistant at work.

When she found her, Amara didn't hesitate, and she hugged her. "I'm sorry." Two syllables, full of meaning and emotions. The way she said it, I can feel her sincerity and guilt. But I don't understand, why say sorry after committing a crime? "Chandra, what in the world is happening? Care to explain?" I asked. I know this is too disrespectful to ask in the middle of their hugging. But I think, I deserve to know, even at least half of the truth. Chandra disentangle the hugged she shared with Amara and just looked at me. I don't know if she's trying to scare me or what, but the former matched how I felt. "Amara has two souls."

Suddenly she decided to break the silence with a scene of jealousy; - Did the journalist Victoria write to you again? - I still don't understand what this jealousy is, if you are with Emiliano Romero, besides look what you did to my face, I'm a monster, and that's your fault, what more do you want from me? - Your face looked good, I don't know, why are you complaining so much, it was a bad deal. - Just one Maria De La Cruz? It was a lot of bad business, I don't know too much, and to tell the truth I don't even want to know.

She was growling and crying and I had no clue what was going on. I slipped to the floor, curling on the cold tiles as I sobbed. “What's going on, Arla?” I cried. “What is this pain?” I thought she was going to ignore me as usual but she answered. ‘'Our mate,’ she answered. 'He's cheating on us.’ What? Roman, cheating? Why? How? With whom? Didn't he just promise me that I was his one and only? Why was he in the arms of another woman?

The only answer I give to this question is that marriage isn't a bed of roses and it isn't a happily ever after junk like everyone views it as. If it is a happily ever after thing, then Gabriel shouldn't be cheating on his dear wife. He ought to be satisfied with her and he should accept her with all of her flaws, without thinking of cheating. Cheating makes it unreal. It makes the love fake too. I flop heavily to the seat as Gabriel dismisses the lady who winks at me before swaying her hips away. "You still cheat?" I ask him, unable to keep my thoughts to myself. He laughs with twinkles in his eyes as he pours some wine into an empty glass cup.

A text from my boyfriend appeared on the screen. 'We need to talk. I'm coming over.' I sighed. I really wasn't in the mood for this. But of course, he showed up anyway. I opened the door and found him leaning against his car, looking uncomfortable. "Isla... we need to talk." "Then talk," I said, crossing my arms. He rubbed the back of his neck. "I met someone. It just... happened." I stared at him. "So you cheated." Ryan ran a hand through his hair, already defensive. "Don't act like you're innocent. You've been ignoring me for days. You don't even care anymore."

“You already had a second chance—after you broke up with me because I didn’t jump into bed with you.” “You didn’t have trouble jumping into bed with someone else, though, did you? Does Lirael know you’re the type of woman to go out to bars and pick up strange men?” I’m so angry, I almost blurt out that Lirael knows very well that I’m that kind of woman, and he definitely didn’t have a problem with it. But I refuse to be as unprofessional as Jovan. Instead, I ask the burning question. “Is that why you cheated on me? Because I slept with someone else after you ended it with me? Was it supposed to be some kind of punishment?”