Novel & Cerita The Affair That Destroyed Him And Freed Me

The text from James hits me like a physical blow, making my coffee cup tremble in my grip. Around me, Callum's pristine Mayfair office blurs at the edges as I stare at the glowing screen, my ex-husband's words burning into my retinas: *"I know I hurt you, but I've changed. The affair was the biggest mistake of my life. Can we talk?"*

So I decided it was best I left before embarrassing myself more. “You know what? Forget it. Lacy is my friend and I'm keeping the job she gave me as her chef. So go fuck yourself because you didn't matter from the day you left me and you don't matter now” I scoffed while I eyed him angrily and with that, I turned around, grabbing the handle to get out of the car when all of a sudden, he caught my arm and pulled me toward him. “What are you d…” I was silenced once he pressed his lips against mine, forcing my body to go rigid from shock.

He hated himself for succumbing to Velda's manipulations on that cursed afternoon when she had come to his house to deliver the news of Delaney's pregnancy. In his vulnerable state, Velda had exploited his emotions, seducing him into a web of deceit, and he foolishly fell for it. That was where their secret affair had begun. They've been having this secret affair for the past three years, and Blaine hasn't been cool about it.

“I’m sure you have been dying to know how Lucas is fairing and why he isn’t here” “Well he’s in a small hut in the forest as we talked at the moment, you crippled him after all” “I can’t afford to bring him here with me and have people question me as to why he became crippled all of a sudden” “You know, I should be thanking you for crippling him, it was until you did I realized I wasn’t really in love with him” “Had it been you didn’t, he would be in the picture right now and that would have been a pain in my chest”

Logan really deserved to die! My eyes reddened as I read on, unable to contain the fury building inside me. I immediately had my lawyer file a lawsuit and publicly posted a detailed account of what had happened on social media. I exposed how Logan and Claire's affair had led to Aiden's death, and how Logan cheated on me while we were still married.

Destroyed the foundation necessary for any real relationship. And I had raped Lake. Even if it was "just" statutory rape. Even if I'd been drugged. Even if neither of us remembered most of it. The fact remained: I'd had sex with a fourteen-year-old child. And now that child—grown into an adult I loved desperately—was bonded to me. Trapped by biology and circumstance and the terrible coincidence that had brought us together. The only way to free him was to leave. I opened one last video, and immediately wished I hadn't.

Draven worshipped every inch of her body, kissing the tears from her cheeks, promising they would find a way. But the real world wouldn’t wait. Victor discovered she had left the house. The next morning, he called her in a rage. “If you choose him, you’re no longer my daughter.” The ultimatum shattered what was left of her heart. Freya sat on Draven’s bed, phone in hand, staring at the blank screen. Draven pulled her into his arms. “We’ll get through this,” he murmured, but his voice lacked its usual confidence. The affair that had started as forbidden passion had become an all-consuming fire. It had burned away their old lives. Now they stood in the ashes, holding each other, wondering what

I could still feel it. The clip had been looped and edited. Every frame twisted to paint me as the unwilling victim and him as the unrelenting monster. But I remembered the truth—the way my thighs had clenched around him, the slick heat building between us, his mouth claiming mine like he owned every moan I tried to swallow. My throat closed. The phone slipped from my fingers and clattered to the floor. A fresh headline flashed across the shattered screen: *Heir’s Secret Affair Turns Violent—Leaked Garage Footage Shocks Elite Circle.*

He chooses honesty over the easier thing. "Yes." Just the one word. Quiet and carrying six months of weight behind it. Zara exhales slowly. "How long?" "Six months." She looks at him for a long time. The flat white in her hands has gone cool. "And then you met Linda." "Not immediately. A year later." "But you had stopped looking." "Yes." "Why?" His eyes close briefly. Open. "Because I told myself the right thing to do was let you have your life without me in it. You were twenty-two. Your whole life was opening up. I told myself I was being sensible."

My dad looked at the people who had been detained by the police with a stern gaze. They were not about to admit to their wrongdoings, so they pointed at Jinny, shifting all the blame to her. "I knew it! You're a jinx! I should've known from the start! I never should've gotten with you. You've ruined me!" The damage to the master bedroom was also quite extensive. All the clothes in the closet were destroyed, but there were still some things that were left untouched. But the opals were their primary target, so all of them were destroyed.