Romance With Cheating Novels & Stories

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?

I wondered as I stared at Romano. I had always thought it would be hard for me to be attracted to Romano, but I was wrong. I didn’t last six months into the marriage before I started thinking about him, but his cheating nature irked me. He wasn’t an unattractive man. He had never looked like a middle-aged man. I sometimes wondered if he actually lied about his age and adopted his children to look the part, but seeing how Xavier was almost the splitting image of him, with only slight differences, I knew that wasn’t true. Romano was definitely a handsome, sexy man, but that didn’t change the fact that he was my deadbeat, cheating husband who had disregarded me over and over again. His sudden c

Liam reclined back into his seat more, an amused smile that I ached to wipe off his face on display. “Do enlighten us.” he urged me. I drank again from my cup and realized my cappuccino was gone. I had finished it. I leaned forward on the table in Liam’s direction. “The arrogant type and the cheating type.” No one said a word. I cleared my throat and went on. “Most especially the cheating kind.” No one still said a word but I knew I was on point when Liam cocked an eyebrow. “The cheating kind are the utmost worse because they claim to love their partner but they still go about spreading the legs of anything that has hole. They are total devils.”

He was one to talk. "Excuse me? You... You scoundrel!"she spat then wiped the tear that fell from her eye so fast before continuing "you...you are the one letting other women touch you, Roman! You are the one cheating on me. You once said you believed in the power of marriage. What sort of marriage, is this? An open marriage huh?" Her eyes almost popped out of her sockets when he stood there casually laughing like what she had just said meant nothing. She bit her bottom lip praying to God to control her fuming anger.

I complain, not looking at him or smiling anymore. Roman releases a short groan of frustration. I’m undeterred. "What? I'm not letting you off that easy. You let her seat on your lap, Roman. If that's not cheating I don't know what is" I accuse him with a pained tone. Roman rolls his eyes at my last statement. "Cookie, you danced with another man in front of me and tried to kiss another boy to spite me, right in my face by the way. You're one to judge" Roman throws his own accusation right back at me.

Romano nodded once as if he had expected that answer. “Fair.” Fair? That was all he had to say? I stared at him in disbelief. “You can’t just ask someone to marry you like you’re offering them coffee.” “It wasn’t coffee.” “That isn’t the point.” A faint look of amusement crossed his face. Unfortunately, it only made me more annoyed. “Romano, I just ran away from my wedding.” “I know.” “My life is falling apart.” “I know.” “My fiancé cheated on me.” “I know.” “My apartment was broken into.”

Condescendingly, she said, “You don’t know how much Josh has suffered because of the marriage arrangement between us. The engagement gifts are just small forms of compensation, and they’ll be used to raise our baby. I still haven’t paid you back for the grief Josh has gone through.” “How can you be so unreasonable?” I demanded. “You don’t need to explain anything to this sort of person, Vanessa. He will never understand the love we have,” Josh said. Seeing the two of them disgusted me. I was already determined to destroy the Whitecastle family. “How dare you let them do this to me, Vanessa? Do you want to drag your family down with you?”

Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal. His gaze landed on the empty spot where the bridesmaid should have been, and it all clicked why that seat was unoccupied. Natalie was gone. She was gone forever. She had taken her life. She had done that with his unborn child when she leapt from the 18th floor. It was all because he tampered with her medicine, because he dared her to prove her true love, and because of his whispered lies of forever and always. He did everything to win her heart.

of hers and put me on the back burner. Today, she went so far as to register her marriage with him, standing by and letting him humiliate me. So, everything here was exactly what she deserved. This was just a mere dice-rolling game over some drinks. Back when I used to dominate the gambling tables at Maczee, everyone around this table probably couldn't even count the rolls on my dice. I used to indulge in the world. After I'd had my fun, only then was I willing to return home and inherit the family business dutifully.

"It was all my fault. I know I've messed up. Please give me another chance." He went on desperately, "Rachel was just a moment of weakness. She seduced me! You know I only love you. Please believe me." "Oh." I nodded faintly. Cheating was cheating. What difference did it make, whether it was a moment of passion or something more? He even had the nerve to blame someone else for his mistakes? At that moment, my mind had never felt clearer. Honestly, I should be grateful. At least I had seen his true colors before getting trapped in the quagmire of marriage.