After My Husband Kissed Gwendolyn at Work

After catching her husband sharing an intimate kiss with Gwendolyn at his office, a woman's world shatters. This betrayal triggers a tense investigation into the secrets hidden within their marriage. As she navigates the pain of infidelity, she uncovers a web of lies that stretches far beyond a simple workplace affair. In this gripping mystery, she must confront the truth about the man she thought she knew and decide her future amidst the ruins of her life.

Chapters

Chapter 1

The wind howled outside our windows, rattling the glass like an angry stranger trying to break in. I hurriedly secured the last of the storm shutters, my hands trembling slightly as another gust shook our house.

"Hurry, Rose!" I muttered to myself, wiping rain from my face as I rushed back inside. "The hurricane's getting closer."

With Shane still at the office, I was alone in preparing our home for the approaching storm. The TV blared weather updates in the background, but I needed to see the latest tracking information. Shane had taken his laptop, so I grabbed his iPad from the kitchen counter.

"Let me just check the radar," I whispered, swiping through his apps.

A notification popped up—a Groupon deal. I shouldn't have clicked it, but my finger was already there before I realized what I'd done.

"Couples' Romantic Dinner for Two at La Bella Notte - Only $99!"

My heart skipped a beat as I stared at the screen. Not because of the deal itself, but because of the name next to it: "Shared with Gwendolyn."

Who was Gwendolyn?

I scrolled frantically through Shane's messages, finding nothing else about this mysterious person. The deal was for a couples' dinner—why would Shane share it with someone who wasn't me?

The front door opened just as I was about to dig deeper.

"Rose? What are you doing with my iPad?" Shane's voice carried a hint of surprise as he stepped inside, shaking rain from his coat.

I swallowed hard. "The hurricane's getting worse. I was checking the weather updates."

"Oh." He nodded, taking off his shoes. "Sorry I'm late. The office was crazy today."

I held up the iPad, my finger hovering over the notification. "Who's Gwendolyn?"

Something flickered across his face—so brief I almost missed it. Then he smiled, that charming smile that had won me over eight years ago.

"Gwendolyn? Oh, she's just this older lady at work. She's been having trouble with technology, so I helped her out with this deal." He took the iPad from my hands. "She wanted to surprise her husband with a nice dinner, but couldn't figure out how to use Groupon."

"That's... thoughtful of you," I said, my voice sounding strange to my own ears.

"Hey, we've been through a lot together. Helping a coworker is nothing." He kissed my forehead. "Now, let's get this place secured before the storm hits."

I nodded, but as Shane moved through our home checking windows and gathering supplies, a tiny seed of doubt took root in my chest.

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Three days later, the storm had passed, leaving only minor damage to our neighborhood. I was folding laundry when my phone buzzed with a text from Shane.

"Check this out! Thought you might like it."

Attached was a link. I clicked it, expecting maybe a funny article or a recipe.

Instead, my screen filled with images of the most exquisite lingerie I'd ever seen. Black lace, silk ribbons, and cutouts that left little to imagination.

My cheeks burned as I stared at it. We hadn't even been intimate in months—Shane was always too tired or too busy with work.

I typed a simple "?" and hit send.

My phone rang almost immediately.

"Rose?" Shane's voice sounded slightly breathless. "Did you get my text?"

"The lingerie link?" I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. "What's that about?"

"Oh God, that wasn't supposed to go to you!" He laughed nervously. "It was a pop-up ad that came up while I was researching marketing campaigns. I must have clicked it by accident and forwarded it."

"A pop-up?" I echoed, thinking of all the practical cotton underwear I'd been buying to save money for his business.

"Yeah, you know how those things work." His voice dropped lower. "Though now that I think about it, maybe we should order something like that. It's been a while since we've..."

He trailed off suggestively, but something cold settled in my stomach.

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The following week, Shane announced he'd be taking an overnight business trip to meet potential investors.

"I'll miss you," he said, kissing me goodbye at the door. "But this could mean big things for the company."

I nodded, forcing a smile. "Call me when you get there?"

"Of course," he promised.

That night, my phone lit up with a video call from Shane. I answered eagerly, missing him despite my growing suspicions.

"Hey, baby," he said, smiling into the camera. The hotel room behind him looked elegant—much nicer than the budget places he usually stayed.

"Nice room," I commented, trying to sound casual.

"The client insisted on booking it," he replied smoothly. "How was your day?"

As we talked, my eyes drifted past him to a chair in the corner of the frame. Draped over it were what looked like silk women's pants—definitely not his.

"Rose? Are you listening?" Shane asked, his voice suddenly sharp.

"Yes, sorry," I stammered, refocusing on his face.

Just then, I heard it—the distinct clink of ice in glasses and a muffled female voice coming from somewhere nearby.

"Shane, what's that noise?" I asked, my heart pounding.

His expression changed instantly. "Oh, I think someone's just watching TV in the next room. This hotel has terrible insulation."

But I knew what I'd heard. And as our eyes locked through the screen, I saw something flicker across his face—guilt, panic, and something else I couldn't quite name.

"I think we're losing connection," he said suddenly. "I'll call you tomorrow, okay? Love you."

Before I could respond, the screen went black.

I sat there, phone in hand, heart racing as pieces began falling into place.

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My husband, a Mafia Underboss, built me a perfect life. I was the Chief Resident at a top hospital, the accomplished Dr. Falcone. But my world shattered when a woman brought her four-year-old son to my clinic. The boy had a rare genetic allergy—one that runs only in my family. On his intake form, his father’s name was listed as "Emilio Thomas," my husband's secret middle name. Then, my husband’s voice came through the woman’s phone, and I saw him pick them up from my office window, a perfect, secret family. That night, at our family's most important gala, the boy ran up to me, screaming, "You're the bad lady trying to take my daddy away!" The crowd turned on me, whispering that I was the other woman. On the boy's wrist was the custom bracelet I gave my husband on our first anniversary. When I reached for it, Emilio shoved me. I hit my head on a table, and a sharp pain ripped through my abdomen as blood soaked my dress. I lost the baby I didn't even know I was carrying—the legitimate Moretti heir. My husband turned his back on me, leaving with his other family as I bled on the ballroom floor. He never visited me in the hospital. His mistress, Hayden, did. She gloated that she’d planned it all, and that Emilio swore he'd never have another child after their son was born. I was just a barren, placeholder wife. But this was more than a betrayal; it was a declaration of war. That night, I stared at two pink lines on a pregnancy test I’d taken before the gala. I was six weeks pregnant with the true Moretti heir, and now, I had a weapon.

Mafia Modern Romance

8.9

Divorce After Lies Unveiled

8.9

For three years, Chloe sacrificed everything for her husband, Eric, only to realize their marriage was built on a foundation of deception. When his true nature and hidden motives finally come to light, her devotion shatters. Refusing to remain a victim of his manipulation, Chloe chooses to reclaim her dignity. She demands a divorce, turning her back on the betrayal to seek a new life defined by truth rather than the painful lies of her past.

Modern Romance

8.1

Exposing Husband's Deceit

8.1

For three years, I lived as a devoted wife, unaware my marriage was a lie. When I discovered my husband’s secret lover and his elaborate deception, my world collapsed. He viewed me as a mere tool for his social standing, but I refuse to be a victim any longer. Now, I am determined to expose his true nature and reclaim my dignity. This is no longer about love; it is about justice as I strip away his mask and burn his perfect life to the ground.

Billionaire Modern Romance

8.7

GLACIER TRUCE

8.7

Meet Two different Families. They are the two most dangerous Mafias in the whole of Italy, across Sicily and to this day, no other clan stands a chance against them. First Family. Name: Cactus Clan Name: Nightshade Clan Godmother, Serena, the head of the clan. A woman who is feared even by powerful men. She's a definition of craziness. She's well know for being a crazy witch that nobody wants to mess with. Erica, 25 years old, the first daughter, another witch who took after their mother without any single difference in character. She is very obedient to the core as she follows whatever their mother says without bothering to think about it. She's a badass fighter and can't go a day without spilling blood. Venetta, 23 years old. Second daughter and the craziest girl you might ever encounter. You can never understand her mood. It fluctuates... one minute she's smiling, the next second she's something else...and the reason is she's a drug addict. She sniffs like her life depends on it. Jazzlyn, 21 years old. She has no single similarity to her other siblings. Not like she was hated but she wasn't loved like the others. She was not allowed to go to any mission because she wasn't trained and was regarded as weakling. Her offense was that she had a weak heart. She had never gotten things right. She has badly wanted to train, wanted to go to mission but it was basically her fault and nobody's that she wasn't good. She keeps on trying and still can't. She can't even handle a gun. She was always left out during missions. One crazy thing she enjoys doing is cutting herself. She loves making herself bleed. * Second Family. Name: Truce. Clan Name: Hades fruit Clan Godfather, Padrino. The only one who's not scared of Serena. Instead he's also feared by everyone and every other clan in Italy, except Serena's though. Renzo, First Son, 25 years old. A playboy, bully and a dangerous killer. Padrino trust him more than anyone in the world cos he does not believe in love. Ace, second son, 24 years old. He's a playboy also and a drug addict. He went schooling in the states and ended up making a transfer back to Italy. He's a nice person and at the same time cold. And then we have, Glacier. 24 years old. He is merely a tool. Crazy, right? The son of Padrino, a tool? He's the most hated one in the family and clan. Even though he's one of them. He was never trained, not even how to defend himself but surprisingly, he had his first kill at the age of ten. He gets beaten up even when Renzo and Ace makes the mistakes. He gets beaten like a thief and he was used to the countless and ugly bruises all over his body. He doesn't talk, always alone, a weirdo. Amidst all this, Glacier is a strikingly handsome young man. He is the very definition of what it means to be devoid of mercy. He has no heart....he has been taught never to smile, laugh or frown. His expression is always unreadable. No one can decrypt his thoughts. After his first kill at the age of ten which was a shock to Padrino, he started leading every mission and decides who will accompany him. Everyone knows better to avoid his wrath, except for Renzo, who never backs down, though he is no match for Glacier. * Everything is all about competition to both families. Both families are sworn enemies for reasons unknown and they succeeded in passing the hatred on and on to their children. In a single word, they are bloody enemies and there's even a rule guiding that. A Nightshade must not be seen getting intimate with an Hades fruit and vice versa. They shouldn't be seen talking or chitchatting. They should keep hating on each other. Now let's talk about the school they all attend... Acme University. The school popular slogan which was common among the students is if you can't beat the rich, melt away. Acme University is an institution where the sons and daughters of the wealthy and powerful Mafia families ruled the halls. This elite school was notorious for its lax academic standards And rampant bullying, where family connections and social hierarchy dictated the pecking order there. At the top of the food chain were the *Capi*, the heirs to the most powerful Mafia families[Hades fruit Clan and Nightshade Clan] Below the Capi were the *Sottocapi*, the children of mid-level Mafia families, who aspired to climb the ranks and gain favor with the Capi. The *Bourgeoisie*, the offspring of wealthy business families, often caught between loyalty to their families and the allure of Mafia power. At the bottom of the hierarchy were the *Plebeians* Let's stop here.... A war begins. But what happens when this war transforms into something unexpected, something forbidden? What dark secrets will be revealed? Curious to find out where the dark forbidden romance comes from. You can't miss this book for anything.

Mafia Modern Romance

8.7

I Exposed His Mistress At Our Wedding

8.7

On the day of her lavish wedding, a bride discovers her groom's hidden infidelity. Instead of staying silent, she decides to expose his mistress in front of all their guests, turning a celebration into a public scandal. As the betrayal comes to light, she must navigate the fallout of her broken trust while uncovering the dark secrets her partner kept hidden. This is a story of revenge, mystery, and reclaiming one's dignity.

Modern Mystery Romance

9.4

IRRESITIBLY SINFUL (A compilation of short erotic stories)

9.4

Her back hit the wall beside her bathroom. Nowhere left to retreat. "Mom said I should take care of you." I was standing very close to her and staring down at the swell of her breasts from the top of her robe. I reached out and trailed my hand down her neck, through the center until I pulled the string holding the robe together. "Stop." She whispered but her expression betrayed her. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear. "Why? Give me one good reason and I might." I bit the curve of her neck, and she threw her head back. "Because... ahhh..." she moaned. "This is wrong." "Says who?" I tugged the string, and the robe fell open, leaving her completely bare before me. I stepped back slowly, staring at her body. Shit. **** contains very explicit details. For readers above eighteen. Desire doesn't always knock politely. Sometimes, it whispers. Sometimes, it dares. This is a seductive compilation of stories where longing simmers just beneath the surface and restraint is a fragile illusion. Each story explores the moment when want outweighs reason, when stolen glances linger too long, when touch becomes inevitable, and when giving in feels both dangerous and delicious. These are tales of chemistry that refuses to be denied, of hearts racing as fast as bodies, and of choices made in the heat of desire. Indulgent, provocative, and irresistibly addictive, "IRRESISTIBLY SINFUL" invites you to step into a world where wanting is the first sin... and the sweetest one.

Action Modern Romance

After My Husband Kissed Gwendolyn at Work

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