The Cheating Husband Should Be In Hell Novel Free Novels & Stories

"I do. She was furious when I told her I wasn't going to immediately reject you. And she has the money and connections to hire rogues." I pressed the antiseptic-soaked cloth against a particularly deep gash, maybe harder than necessary. He grunted in pain but didn't complain. "So your mistress tried to have me killed because you wouldn't reject me fast enough." I laughed bitterly. "That's quite the love story you two have." "She's not my—" He stopped. "I ended things with her. After you left. I realized—" "Realized what?" I interrupted, my hands stilling. "That cheating on your mate was wrong? That planning to use me as a broodmare was fucked up? Or did you just realize you got caught and ne

He shot forward and rummaged through the bag to find my incessantly vibrating phone as text messages flooded in one after another. "That bastard! How dare he do such a thing to you! "I'm going to kill him! I swear I'm going to kill him right now!" Solomon glared daggers at the screen before looking at me. "Who is this?" His voice was dry and hoarse. He probably didn't even realize it was trembling slightly as well. He then shoved the phone under my nose. "Is this the bastard you've been cheating on me with the whole time? You're divorcing me because of him, aren't you?"

I am married. And I am cheating. My stomach twists at the realisation. I am married and I am cheating. Why have I never even realised how wrong this is? “Fuck”, I press out, brushing my fingers through the front of my hair roughly. I hate cheaters. I always did and always will. I said so myself to Jana, cheaters deserve to burn in hell. And yet here I are, cheating. I am so mean, just like Elijah said. “Fucking hell”, I press out, cupping my own cheeks and squeezing them tightly.

I was on the other side of the sofa, curled up in the corner, covering myself tightly with my nightgown, staring at the floor, still having the vivid image of the sex scene I witnessed between my husband and my brother-in-law's wife moments ago. “Just shut the fuck up, Bruce, for God’s sake!” His father yelled at him. “Can you stop being a complete idiot for a moment? You just cheated on your wife with your own brother's wife to make it even more dirty. How do you think Harald will act when he finds this shit out, you fucking asshole?” Charles seemed to be furious with his son. “And what about Candace?” asked Glory, Charles' wife.

he continued lying “What? Why?” she asked “Because you all associated with him… an unholy alliance… and now… you are God’s enemy and if you plead he will cast you into Hades, just like your husband” he finally got her hooked “What? My husband in hell? He was a good man” she said, he walked slowly behind her and touched her shoulders “Yes he was but God only wants those who will worship his feet and your husband had failed to do so” he said smiling behind her

"I don't want to be tagged as a cheater by anyone, Susan. I don't want him to think of me as a cheater." "Will you stop being so harsh on yourself for once Aurora? Do you even know what cheating means? No, I don't think you do, let me tell you what cheating means. Cheating is when a pregnant wife catches her husband fucking his secretary on the office table and that man doesn't give a damn that his wife saw him doing that. That pregnant wife ran out of the office in horror and pain and while running she lost her balance and fell down the stairs. That's what cheating is? That woman loved that man madly but that man didn't care about her love. He was a bloody sex addict who felt gross with his

I calmly said and he suddenly stop and stand up, "Then file a divorce paper to your husband, I don't want to be a mistress," He said and smile, "What!? Can't we just do it? We already do it last night" I said that made him laugh, he look at me and touch my face, "You're drunk last night, and you're sober up now, even if your husband is cheating in front of you, I don't deserve to be cheated even if, I'm the most villain in this world," he said and for what reason I feel bad to him,

My heart sank, I couldn’t believe it. I pinched myself and rubbed my eyes, to be sure I was seeing the right thing, I wanted to be sure that this wasn’t a nightmare. I opened my eyes widely open, and nothing changed, it was the truth, I wasn’t imagining things. My husband was cheating on me, our marriage wasn’t even a week yet. My husband is a cheat. My head made a loud sound, sending my whole body shaking. “Harder, Sebastian!” The woman moaned, pulling Sebastian down to herself, as she took his lips.

"Tonight... I'm not your husband. I'm the man you betrayed." I kissed her then, without restraint, and she stifled a moan that threatened to escape her lips. "You should be scared," I whispered, brushing my fingertips along her spine, slow and teasing, then down over the swell of her ass. My palm lingered, gripping one cheek possessively. "Because you've just given yourself to the devil." I leaned down, my mouth brushing her ear. "And the devil? He doesn’t believe in mercy."

I read aloud. ‘What have you done to me?’ I closed my eyes, and his scent filled my nose again. The feel of his soft lips on mine, his calloused hands against the shimmering lace of my dress. ‘No, that was wrong. I’m married’, the thought rammed into my head. ‘Into a dungeon.’ ‘It doesn’t matter; it’s still wrong to cheat on my husband.’ ‘Well, I’m sure he does that daily since Rafael stops him from coming to me.’