To My Husband's Mistress Novel Novels & Stories

“Those two years when your legs were paralyzed—yes, I wasn’t by your side. But why? Because I was out finding a cure for you! “I went into the hottest deserts, battling sandstorms and blistering heat to find the plants needed for extracting those medicinal compounds. My team and I were nearly swallowed by quicksand. We faced storms that almost killed us. But I never backed down because I wanted you healed. I wanted the research to succeed more than anyone else. “And what about you? While I was risking my life for you, what were you up to? You were sleeping with my cousin. You hid it from me for two years! And you even used ‘business trips’ as an excuse to marry her in America!

But we're all used to this scene by now, and most of them don't even bat an eye as they watch their Alpha and my husband acting all lovey-dovey with his mistress. I bow my head down to the ground, shame blooming within me. It's one thing to know that your husband has a mistress, and it's another thing to have his affair blatantly shoved into your face. I look away from them and drag my feet over to the side bar where I proceed to order two glasses of hard liquor and chug them down like they're water and I've been stuck in the desert for days. I order two more, down one in one go, and nurse the other as my gaze drifts back to my husband and Kira.

Chapter One Sage's POV “You have to believe me, Sage. It all was a mistake. It was my fault he cheated on you. I am totally to blame for it all,” my husband's mistress sobbed as she sat before me, wiping her crocodile tears for the tenth time since she sat before me. She does not know how much I wanted to smile with joy and pour myself a glass of alcohol to celebrate the appearance of a tangible reason to divorce my husband.

A woman burning from the inside. “…maybe,” I whispered bitterly, “he wants to reopen the already open marriage.” I scoffed. Loudly. Dryly. Disgustedly. Elena Sinclair, the woman with a husband who paraded his pregnant mistress into their home, now being summoned like a child to breakfast. What a joke. I turned toward the closet and started yanking clothes, trying to find something that didn’t scream ‘you just woke up from a wet dream about a man who isn’t your husband.’

"You won't want to upset me mistress? Finger your self and moan to my hearing!! He yelled and I flinched nodding Who does this to a lady you are newly married to? This is all my mother's fault I watched him as he walked back to his seat sitting down I swallowed as I slowly move my hand down my V He stared at me interesting as he smirked, tears rolled down my eyes as hot pain ran my body "No tears wifey ,I said moan! He says and I nodded I couldn't hate him less! How can one be so heartless? Does he even know he's my first? I obeyed him and moan, a moan of pain! He smiled as he stared at me non stop, I badly wanted to leave this place but am his mistress forever I continued fingering myself a

The same man forbade me from ever coming to his office and just the sight of my face irritates him to the core. A sound of displeasure left my lips as I pondered over what took place earlier this morning in Lucas' office. My own husband was caught red handed making out with a human and he showed no sign of remorse to it. Anxiety filled up my senses and nausea set in. What usually went on between him and his mistresses? Mistresses wow. A pained smile carved on my lips. I was sharing my husband with multiple women. No form of decency or respect for me as his wife whatsoever.

So she calmed himself down and asked the woman, “Then how was the death of that girl and her husband written in this novel?” After listening to Swati, the woman further said, “This story continued to progress on its own for one and a half years. But after a year someone hacked my account. It took me six months to recover. Whoever hacked my account. He was the one who posted the same episodes. By the time my account was recovered, all that had been published. That's why I wrote the next story on my own and got it published in the book so that in future no one can hack my account and write the book himself." Swati was shocked to know the whole truth. This means that someone deliberately wrote

My fingers tightened around my fork, and I forced myself to look down while I turned red as hell. How could he eat peacefully? Did he know I was Daniel’s wife when he came to me at the bar? Was this all an elaborate plan? What the hell was happening here? “Nina?” Daniel’s voice broke through the moment. I fidget like a child with a stolen toy at the sound of his voice. “Yes?” He frowned slightly. “Are you okay?” “I’m fine,” Trying my very best to keep my tone steady. I had claimed that Daniel was sleeping with his secretary when I had no proof. Meanwhile proof of adultery was sitting just across from me.

Ethan said irritably. Not wanting Liora to fall while walking, Ethan finally took the initiative to carry her. In her unconscious state, Liora began to ramble. She remembered her husband and her best friend who had the heart to betray her. “That bastard must be having fun with his mistress! If he can sleep and be affectionate with someone else, then I can too, hehe.” “He doesn’t even know that last night I already slept with his brother. How would he react if his beloved wife, whom he looked down on, could climb into bed with his brother-in-law.”

I noticed something amiss. So, I played along with my husband's story and casually asked, "Really? You were smiling awfully tender just now." Zachary Cole's gaze skittered away, refusing to meet mine. "The kid's got a sweet mouth. He kept calling me 'mister.' It's late. Get some sleep." He turned and walked into the bathroom before I could get a word in edgewise. After 10 years of marriage, I could read him like an open book. That moment of hesitation told me everything I needed to know. He was hiding something.