Everyone thought my marriage was flawless. A powerful husband. Wealth. Privacy. Control. What they didn't know was that loyalty was the one thing he couldn't buy. I discovered his affair the night I realized love had made me obedient, not safe. He called it a mistake. I called it betrayal. Now I'm done being the faithful wife in a story written by a cheating man. This is not a forgiveness story. This is what happens after loyalty breaks.

"The fuck you are leaving me." His roar cracked through the hall like lightning. Ara didn't blink. She stood there, calm as death, done to her core. No tears. No tremble. Just a weary exhale as she turned her back on him - the one thing he never thought she'd do. Before she could take a step, his hand shot out, gripping her arm like he was holding on to life itself. "Where are you going, Ara!" His command shook the pack. But she wasn't his to command. Not anymore. Ara ripped her arm free with a force that made even his wolf recoil. "Don't. Touch. Me." Her aura slammed into him, cold and merciless. "You think I'll stand here and watch you mate and breed her?" she hissed, every word a dagger. His throat bobbed. "She meant nothing." She laughed - sharp, broken, brutal. "Yeah? That's why you were fucking her in your office? Couldn't even hide the scent of your betrayal." "Ara, it was a mistake-" She stepped closer, eyes blazing. "Your mistakes come in episodes, Alpha. Season one, season two, season three. You don't make mistakes. You make choices." He swallowed hard. "I don't need her. I need you." "Lies," she spat. "Every damn sentence you breathe is a lie. I can't even look at you without feeling sick." He flinched like her words physically hit him. "That female behind you?" she pointed, not bothering to glance. "Perfect for you. Go mark her. Breed her. Hell, fuck her for all I care." Her voice cracked - but she kept going, blade steady even when bleeding. "I don't need you. Not anymore." His knees crashed to the floor. The mighty Alpha. On the ground. For her. "Ara... I'm sorry. I'm really fucking sorry." His voice broke like he finally understood what loss tasted like. She stared at him with a sad, devastating smile. "Isn't it too late for that, Mate?" One tear escaped - and she crushed it away with her thumb. Then she turned. Walked. Didn't look back. But he didn't chase her. Because he knew. He didn't just lose her. He wrecked her.

I used to think we were the definition of couple goals. You know-the annoying kind that finish each other's sentences, post mushy anniversary captions, and make single people gag. Yeah, that was us. My husband, the love of my life. My partner. My soulmate. My... lying, cheating bastard. I walked in one night, still humming the song he sent me that morning, and found him busy. And by busy, I mean balls-deep in someone who clearly didn't know her right foundation shade. I broke. Cried till I couldn't breathe. Because that was my man, my home, my whole damn world falling apart on our Egyptian cotton sheets. But then I wiped my tears, looked at him-pathetic, naked, stammering-and realized something beautiful: heartbreak makes you dangerous. He begged. Oh, he sobbed. Promised me the world, said it meant nothing, said I was everything. So I smiled and said, prove it. And he did. Bought me cars, jewelry, houses-signed every last property in my name. My name, not ours. I let him grovel, let him believe forgiveness was for sale, and every time he kissed my feet, I made him dig his grave a little deeper. Love made me soft. Betrayal made me rich. And when I finally walked out, I didn't even slam the door. I just left him there-kneeling in the ruins of everything he thought he owned.

"My bad," the reply comes quickly. "I forgot to mention-I'm not Jessica. You've got the wrong number." My blood runs cold. Did I just confess my deepest secrets to a total stranger? When Rose thought her life had sunken so low, she made the mistake of messaging the wrong number and revealing her secret to an unknown person.

Iris Parker stepped into marriage with Brandon Wordsworth, knowing his world was full of shadows, a family who despises her, an ex-wife who refuses to let go, and children being pulled under their influence To them, she's nothing but a gold digger. An intruder. A mistake. But Iris is not what they believe. Like the flower she was named for, she carries her beauty with strength, her grace with defiance, and her silence with secrets of her own. When loyalty falters and the past tightens its grip, Iris must decide: will she keep fighting for a place in a family that never wanted her and her children, or walk away and remind them all she never needed them to begin with?

Loriana and Nicholas were that couple-jaw-dropping chemistry, inside jokes, power couple energy. Everyone wanted what they had. The weddings? The vacations? The love notes in coffee cups? Perfect. Until the night it all unraveled. At her sister's wedding, Loriana tries to call her husband Nicholas, who's supposedly away on a business trip. No answer. Until a stranger picks up his phone-a girl from the club, sitting on his lap, laughing into the camera, telling Loriana that "he's busy right now." And Nicholas? Slumped, drunk, completely out of it. A week later, he returns. No real explanation. Just a note, a screenshot of that humiliating moment, and divorce papers on the kitchen counter. Loriana left without looking back. But a year later, a family emergency throws them back into the same orbit. Same fire. Same tension. Same old questions. Was it really just a mistake? Can you forgive someone who shattered you? And if love is still there... what the hell are you supposed to do with it? !UPDATES DAILY!!

He trusted me with all his secrets even when no one did ......but then why wasn't I enough for him ?? .....I never suspected nor him but when it happened , NO REASONS CAN JUSTIFY IT . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Liz is a young woman with a dream job, a great family and a wonderful husband. Life couldn't get any better than that, right? Wrong! After she learns of her husband's infidelity and losing her unborn child, she was completely shattered and vows to never fall in love again. Little did she know that the very same best friend who has always been there for her is the one that will make her learn to love again.

Wanting to make the world a better place, Elizabeth and Mark strived forward towards their dream of joining the police force, but just when that dream was about to come true, life took a turn that no one expected. Being falsely accused of a crime he was actually the victim of, Mark and his family ended up condemned to a life of suffering and ostracization that only got worse once his sentence was announced. Left alone with their only son, Elizabeth struggled to move forward without him, and even when reunited, nothing was how it used to be. Eventually, one night, Mark vanished, leaving only divorce papers and a note. Truly alone now, Elizabeth decided to keep her head down and raise their two children alone until one day, a mysterious woman named Sam moves into their building and takes a big interest in her. What could be this woman's intentions? Could she be the key to finding Mark?

Just one night, just one time. ELENA I always believed Adrian was the one for me. Even when life kept us busy, we were happy. He showed his love in his own quiet ways, and I trusted that. I believed in us. Or maybe... I believed in the version of us I had built in my head. Until one night, a folder filled with secret messages shattered everything I once trusted. ADRIAN I thought I had everything. A woman I loved. A thriving career. A child we were about to welcome into the world. But one temptation from my past nearly destroyed everything I had built. Two years later, our marriage still stands. But forgiveness doesn't erase betrayal. And time doesn't always heal. Yet... could we ever truly come back?