Seducing Married Men Novels & Stories

I had to look believable. "I need experience in handling corporate matters at the highest level. Who better to learn from than the great Lysander Gray Castellano? I will treat this as a tuition f*e for this marriage. I want to see how you run a company from the inside. Besides, if I am your secretary, it will be easier for us to maintain the pretense that we are married because we will always be together."

If marrying a ruthless man meant keeping her alive… Then I would do it. I would endure the cold, the distance, and the loveless contract. I set the phone down and exhaled slowly. Then, against my will, Ethan's face surfaced in my mind, his steady gaze, his controlled presence, the sharp edge of confidence he wore like armor. I clenched my fists. I hated that I had noticed. Hated even more that I found him… a little attractive. That was dangerous. And I had a feeling this marriage was going to cost me far more than I was prepared to lose.

He put his whisky bottle back down on the floor, opting for the orange juice from the coffee table instead. “There is a reason divorce rates are so high,” he said. “Katreya and I got married under the tension of a positive pregnancy test, and our relationship ended in the shambles of a dead, sexless cohabitation. That with the addition of my role as a sex-addicted alcoholic, who has a craving for barely legal girls.” I stared mutely. Unsure what the hell to say. He smirked at that, pointing over at the door. “I’ll understand if you would prefer to stay at Trisha’s. Don’t worry, either way. I’ll still help you resolve the Scottie situation. Just make sure you don’t go back to the apartment.”

"Don’t you think it’s time to tell everyone here who the real adulterer is?" A heavy pause followed. The tension in the hall was thick, pressing down on everyone like a heavy blanket. Then Ethan spoke, his voice just as cold, just as composed. "Because if you’re going to accuse someone of adultery at your own wedding," he said, his words slow and deliberate, "you better be prepared to prove it. Otherwise…" he paused, eyes narrowing, "I suggest you tell everyone here who the real liar is." Gasps followed their words. The crowd, stunned moments ago, now buzzed with whispers, cameras flashing like lightning. The press had never seen anything like this, not from Ethan Sinclair, not from Dave.

“Oh, shoot! Yes, I’ll have my way with you today, so much so that you won’t even be able to get out of bed tomorrow.” Rose giggled and beckoned to me. Her softness seduced me. “Come on…” She was usually aloof, but she was particularly passionate that day. Her intense love and passion made me want more. Besides, her seductive voice was encouraging. “Hubby, you’re so great. Faster…” Suddenly, I looked away and saw her fair torso. Terrified, I shuddered. Dissatisfied, Rose pouted. “Why did you stop?” “Dear, where’s the mole on your upper body?”

A sharp sense that something was off. They mentioned Travis had a secret Reddit account. Hoping to catch him, I dredged up the username I vaguely remembered and searched it. An account popped up with the same profile picture. The pinned post stopped me cold. It read: “I finally married the girl I’ve secretly loved for years, but my sex drive is extremely high. How can I make her enjoy it without leaving emotional scars?” The next post: “There’s too much temptation out there. If she thinks I’m boring, that’s on me. If I try pleasing her this way, will she kick me out?”

Freya asked, feeling a bit shy. "No, I mean seductive loungewear. Silks. Lace. Things that look effortless but make him stay awake at night thinking about you," Anastasia explained. "But here is the most important part: Make him crave you. Make him want you, and then... starve him. Men love the chase, Freya. They like women who are confident and seductive, but they hate it when it’s too easy. If you give it to him on a silver platter, he’ll think you’re cheap. You have to be a prize he has to win."

Sophie said lightly. I almost choked on my drink. A dating app... for me? The ease that flashed in their eyes. The way they said it, like it was the most natural thing in the world to suggest to a married woman. I let out a thin laugh. “You guys can’t be serious, I’m married.” “Married?… We all know your husband barely even looks at you.” I parted my lips slightly, unsure how they could have known. “Huh?” “We’re your friends and we notice you,” Chloe said, her voice low. “ And it's not just you, Reese. Honestly… it feels like these men— our husbands, don't give a damn.”

“I’m pregnant with another man’s, Marius Thorne’s, baby. Don’t tell me you’re okay with that?” Recognition flickers in his eyes. “I’ve seen that guy on TV before, and his wife too. Men are men, unable to stay loyal even if their wives already possess the beauty other men would die for.” My eyes widen in thrill at the reminder of Hazel. “If you don’t mind having a married woman with children, then I can help you get his wife instead.”

I signaled to him to keep it all together, we couldn't afford the media or the shareholders to capture something unusual. I'd already done enough to make sure that everything went well. All that remained was if everything kept going well. I'd already gotten the male shareholders to be on our team now, things are about to take a heavy turn. Seducing the men and getting them to be on my husband's side was something that grossed me out. They weren't even pleasant, pot bellies hidden under unfitting suits. I'm very sure they were all married but infidelity ran deep into the veins of men right?