Illicit Affairs
skylarmrose2020 · Ongoing · 103.2k Words
Introduction
It starts with a heated argument. A slap. A look that lingers too long.
Michael should be nothing more than a temptation she resists, yet his relentless pursuit ignites something dark and unspoken within her. Their secret encounters burn with a hunger neither can control, but desire comes at a cost.
As whispers turn to threats and betrayal looms, Betty must decide, protect the life she’s built or surrender to the one man she can’t have.
Chapter 1
BETTY
Her legs are suspended in the air by his firm hands while his dick goes deeper into her. He's going at a ruthless pace, and she's meeting each thrust with deep moans. He's marking her. Crushing her pride. Breaking every bit of restraint she has. Until she's muttering his name, like a damn mantra. Clinging to him like an elixir to the spell she's being fucked through. Until she admits to herself that it's everything she wants. It's everything she ever imagined it to be. She hates to admit it but he's great…fucking amazing, and she loves this…she loves him…she wishes he doesn't stop…
I suck in a harsh gulp, shutting the little journal. There's anger, disgust, and a little spicy feeling making my inner thighs twitch as I search the little crowd for him.
Finally, I find his green eyes. Except, they are already staring at me. Those lazy, intense gaze…daring to look at me most inappropriately. Like he's undressing me.
“What is the meaning of this madness, Michael?” I ask, lifting the little journal for the whole class to see. Everyone darts their attention to him.
He shrugs, nonchalantly, with a smirk showing how much he loves the attention.
His golden-blond hair has a strand to his face, accentuating his smug, but great looks.
He's an arrogant ass. A rich imbecile. The school's basketball captain. The leader of the skankiest group of jocks. The dream of every young, immature girl and the damn pain in my ass. He makes my days here in Crestwood College a living hell. I've never had anyone his age rattle me as easily as he does. Easily and damn effortlessly.
“You asked for a literary piece and I submitted one.”
“You call this garbage porn a literary piece?” My anger skyrockets. “Is literature a joke to you?!”
“No, Ma'am.” He says, drawling the words so painfully well that it sends another unsolicited tingle between my legs.
“Then again, porn can be a literary piece, especially if it's written from the heart.”
“This…” I hold the journal with a tighter grip. “...was written from the heart?”
“From the deepest part, Ma'am.” His voice gets deeper, almost husky. “And it syncs with the project you gave.”
I brace my hands on the table, trying to calm my anger and that mad tinge between my legs.
“I don't see how it does.”
“Then allow me to explain,” he leans forward, intertwining his hands on his desk. “You asked us to write about the moment a soul recognizes another. The moment you realize this is the one for you, right?”
I didn't bother answering that, but his minions gave him a loud “sure”, while grinning like brainless buffoons.
“Well, there it is. But from the female perspective. It's about a girl who didn't know she liked the guy at first. Not until he finally pins her to the bed and gives her a taste of his dick. And the mind-blowing moment finally strings up those feelings she fought so hard to bury. At the moment, she realizes she's always loved him. She just…needed a little erotic awakening.” he ends with a smirk.
Everyone laughed at that. His minions whistle and shake hands with him. Once again, Michael Bolton is being worshipped like a damn king. And once again, it's at my detriment.
As a teacher, I know it goes against the teaching ethics to say this, but I hate this kid. With every nerve in me.
“You're getting an F, but I'm sure that doesn't faze you either, Mr. Bolton?” I roll my eyes, tossing his journal to the ground.
His smile vanishes and the stupid cheering dies down. Getting an F on a Major course in his final year definitely isn't hilarious.
I avoided his piercing gaze throughout the class. It lasts an hour plus, and then we are finally done.
Everyone stands and leaves. I'm arranging my stuff and fixing my handbag when I inhale the sharp scent of his cologne.
I hate to admit that I can recognize his cologne anywhere. Maybe because it's just as audacious as he is.
I slowly look up and he has the journal in his hands. The class is empty, so it's just the two of us. I try to never be in this situation. Something about being alone with him never sat right with me.
“You see, Ma'am, maybe you'd reconsider your decision? I can't afford an F right now.” He says with a tight chuckle.
“Well, tough luck, Mr. Bolton. I can't help you there.” I tell him, resuming with packing these things. This time, I'm doing it faster and a little more unorganized. It's just the effect of having his arrogant ass close to me.
Finally, I'm done and ready to leave. He steps in front of me quickly, making me halt.
Looking at his face strains my neck a bit. He's tall, a damn 6’7. And I'm 5 '6. Another thing that pisses me off. Standing this close to him, I feel so damn small and he's big, buff…dominating. He doesn't look anything like a 23-year-old. Not with such a firm physique.
“I'm serious,” he says, there's panic in his voice. That's a first. “I can accept anything else from you. Just not an F.”
“Again, I can't help you. I gave you what you deserved. Maybe next time, you'll take your class projects a little more seriously and cease with your shenanigans.”
“You’re being unfair, Ma'am,” he scoffs, licking up his lips. I hate that I saw that. “What did I write that's so wrong? Sex is just as common as breathing. And we're adults for fuck’s sake.”
Michael Bolton, the only guy who effortlessly makes my blood boil. At this point, he should get an Oscar. He's the only one who alters my calm, composed demeanor. He makes me consider murder sometimes.
“Get out of my way, Mr. Bolton. I have somewhere else to be.” I try walking past him but he steps in front of me again.
“Fine. Do you wanna hear the guy's point of view? Maybe you'll find it less.. vulgar.”
I don't wanna hear anything from him. But it seems he's not gonna let me go if I don't listen.
“Go ahead,” I say through clenched teeth, stomping my foot impatiently.
He steps closer, making my heart do a silly flip. I hate the proximity. But I'm not about to show him that I'm affected by it.
“It's…It's a professor and student trope, Ma'am.” He begins, tilting his head. “From the first day she came into his class, he was enchanted by her…” He says in a husky, breathy tone. “A very cold, stuck-up professor who won't let her guard down for a bit. And a student who'd do anything to get her to notice him. A student who'd do anything to get into her heart, and if he's lucky, into her bed.” He ends with a grin and a fixed look at me.
Something goes off in my head, like an explosion. In the next second, my bag drops on the ground with a thud. I lift my free hand, landing a resounding slap to his face.
“How dare you?!” I curse, hitting him again.
Last Chapters
You Might Like 😍
King of the Underworld
However, one fateful day, the King of the Underworld appeared before me and rescued me from the clutches of the most powerful Mafia boss's son. With his deep blue eyes fixed on mine, he spoke softly: "Sephie... short for Persephone... Queen of the Underworld. At last, I have found you." Confused by his words, I stammered out a question, “P..pardon? What does that mean?”
But he simply smiled at me and brushed my hair away from my face with gentle fingers: "You are safe now.”
Sephie, named for the Queen of the Underworld, Persephone, she's quickly finding out how she's destined to fulfill her namesake's role. Adrik is the King of the Underworld, the boss of all bosses in the city he runs.
She was a seemingly normal girl, with a normal job until it all changed one night when he walked through the front door and her life changed abruptly. Now, she finds herself on the wrong side of powerful men, but under the protection of the most powerful among them.
Iron And Glamour Just Don't Mix
Well… Sometimes you just might turn out to be right.
It turns out, the fae stole my little brother. In his place? A pixie with boundary issues and a talent for home repairs.
I’ve spent my life taking care of everyone else. So when my baby brother is taken, I don’t hesitate. I walk straight into a faerie mansion and make a bargain with its infuriatingly charming master.
Kie is everything you’d expect from a dangerous fae, beautiful, political, and entirely too amused by me. Power wrapped in a smirk. Sensual, mischievous, and far too aware of the effect he has on people. He agrees to help me find my brother.
For a price.
Now I’m bound by a faerie bargain and navigating a world of glamour, manipulation, and ancient rules I definitely should have learned sooner, enchanted forests, political games, magical contracts, and a fae lord who treats seduction like a perfectly reasonable negotiation tactic.
Iron is how I keep people out.
Glamour is how he draws them in.
And apparently, they just don’t mix.
Pregnant by My Husband's Rival Alpha
Those words should have destroyed me, but the truth was worse: I'd been used as a broodmare by the man who swore to love me, set up in a hotel room with a stranger because My husband Alexander Cross couldn't father children himself, and now I carried the secret babies of Damon Lester—the most powerful and dangerous Alpha in San Loris—while my own family replaced me with the daughter they'd always wanted. But when that same stranger's doctor appeared at my door, when twenty million dollars exchanged hands over a fake perfume bearing my secret identity, and when Damon's gray eyes locked onto mine with recognition I couldn't afford, I realized my carefully hidden life as the legendary perfumer Vera was colliding with a pregnancy that could cost me everything.
Could I protect my babies from the husband plotting my death, hide my true identity from the Alpha who's been hunting me for years, and reclaim the freedom I'd buried along with my dreams—even if it means standing alone against the wolves who see me as nothing more than a womb to be used and discarded?
Accidentally Crossing the Tycoon
Four years ago, the Bailey family faced a devastating financial crisis.
Just when bankruptcy seemed inevitable, a mysterious benefactor emerged, offering salvation with one condition: a contract marriage.
Rumors swirled about this enigmatic man—whispers claimed he was hideously ugly and too ashamed to show his face, possibly harboring dark, twisted obsessions.
Without hesitation, the Baileys sacrificed me to protect their precious biological daughter, forcing me to take her place as a pawn in this cold, calculated arrangement.
Luckily, in those four years, the mysterious husband never asked to meet in person.
Now, in the final year of our arrangement, the husband I've never met is demanding we meet face to face.
But disaster struck the night before my return—drunk and disoriented, I stumbled into the wrong hotel room and ended up sleeping with the legendary financial mogul, Caspar Thornton.
What the hell am I supposed to do now?
Ignition And Ice; A Racer's Forbidden Blueprint
The first? Becoming an architect worthy of finally making her mark.
The second?
Convincing herself that one day, Hayes Gallagher–NHL superstar, lifelong best friend, and the man she’s secretly loved for years–will finally see her as more than the girl who’s always there when he needs her.
He doesn’t.
So when Hayes abandons her for yet another girl, Merritt decides she’s done waiting.
One reckless night later, she ends up in the arms of a stranger whose touch makes forgetting Hayes dangerously easy.
She never expects to see him again. Until that stranger turns out to be Stellan Mercer.
Formula One’s most infamous golden boy. And Hayes’s stepbrother who is the one man Hayes would rather destroy than share a room with.
When Stellan uses his influence to make Merritt lead designer on his luxury penthouse project, staying away from him becomes impossible.
Working behind closed doors quickly turns into a secret neither of them can afford. Because the more Merritt falls for the man she was never supposed to touch… the more Hayes realizes he may have lost the only girl who ever truly loved him.
And when jealousy, family rivalry, and the spotlight collide, Merritt will have to decide which dream she’s willing to lose.
Her career, her heart. Or both.
The Billionaire's Mask (A Dark Steamy Romance)
The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates
"Let me go," I whimper, my body trembling with need. "I don't want you touching me."
I fall forward onto the bed then turn around to stare at him. The dark tattoos of Domonic's chiseled shoulders, quiver and and expand with the heave of his chest. His deep dimpled smile is full of arrogance as he reaches behind himself to lock the door.
Biting his lip, he stalks toward me, his hand going to the seam of his pants and the thickening bulge there.
"Are you sure you don't want me to touch you?" He whispers, untying the knot and slipping a hand inside. "Because I swear to God, that is all I have been wanting to do. Every single day from the moment you stepped in our bar and I smelled your perfect flavor from across the room."
New to the world of shifters, Draven is human on the run. A beautiful girl who no one could protect. Domonic is the cold Alpha of the Red Wolf Pack. A brotherhood of twelve wolves that live by twelve rules. Rules which they vowed could NEVER be broken.
Especially - Rule Number One - No Mates
When Draven meets Domonic, he knows that she is his mate, but Draven has no idea what a mate is, only that she has fallen in love with a shifter. An Alpha that will break her heart to make her leave. Promising herself, she will never forgive him, she disappears.
But she doesn’t know about the child she’s carrying or that the moment she left, Domonic decided rules were made to be broken - and now will he ever find her again? Will she forgive him?
BROKEN TRUST
Neither of them knew she was carrying his child.
Emily’s affair didn’t just end her marriage—it erased the life she thought was guaranteed. Ryan left without looking back, carrying his anger like armor and leaving Emily alone with regret she would never outrun. Three years later, fate drags them back into each other’s world, along with a little girl who has Ryan’s eyes and a truth that shatters everything he thought he knew.
Old wounds reopen, grief masquerades as rage, and love refuses to stay buried. As parenthood binds them together and the past demands accountability, Emily and Ryan must face the question neither of them is ready to answer: is broken trust the end of their story… or the beginning of a love forged through loss, forgiveness, and brutal honesty?
The New Girl and the Broken Basketball Star
After years of feeling unwanted by the father who should have protected her, Clara is finally forced to leave the only home she has ever known. Her stepmother’s pregnancy only makes it easier for her family to let her go.
With nothing but her mother’s old violin, she arrives in a small Pennsylvania town carrying the fear that she will never truly belong anywhere.
The last thing she expects is Adrian Cole.
Once the town’s basketball star, Adrian gave up his dreams after his father disappeared and left him with debts he never should have carried. Now he spends his days repairing cars, avoiding the court, and pretending he doesn’t want anything more from life.
Clara thinks she is too broken to be loved.
Adrian thinks his future is already over.
But somewhere between physics lessons, late nights at the repair shop, and a forgotten small-town high school, two lonely people begin to find something they both thought they had lost forever:
A reason to stay.
✦ ✦ ✦
A tough exterior with a soft heart x A soft exterior with a strong heart
✦ ✦ ✦
The first half is set in high school, and the second half is set during their college years. Hope you enjoy the journey!
This is a slow-paced story, focused more on emotions, healing, and the small moments in life rather than intense action or dramatic twists.
If you find any mistakes while reading, please feel free to leave a comment. I’ll be happy to correct them.
I hope ordinary Clara, ordinary Adrian, and all of us ordinary people can find the happiness we deserve.
The Princess's Revenge
Alpha Logan is an illegitimate son whose mother disappeared when he was 10 years old. He grew up suffering from humiliation and lacking maternal love.
Alpha Logan saves Valencia at Marcus's funeral, which seems to be destined by fate—part of the Moon Goddess's grand plan.
As Valencia accidentally discovers prophecies in Logan's mother's diary that seem to be related to her, the truth gradually surfaces. Valencia appears to be merely a tool in a princess's revenge plot. How will Logan and Valencia navigate their path amid the national war and pack politics?
The Family Books 1-3 (A Mafia romance)
The saint to my sinner. with her innocent eyes and devilish curves.
A Madonna that was meant to be admired but never touched.
Until someone took that innocence from her.
She left.
The darkness in my heart was finally complete.
I avenged her, I killed for her, but she never came back.
Until I saw her again. An angel dancing around a pole for money.
She didn’t know I owned that club. She didn’t know I was watching.
This time I won’t let her escape.
I will make her back into the girl I knew.
Whether she likes it or not.
2/ Judge and Jury- I can’t stop watching her.
I’m not even sure I want to.
Taylor Lawson, blonde, beautiful, and totally oblivious to how much dangers she’s in.
She’s also the one juror in my upcoming murder trial that hasn’t been bought.
The one who can put me behind bars for a very long time.
I know I should execute her.
After all that’s what I do.
I am the Judge.
I eliminate threats to The Family.
And Taylor is a threat.
But I don’t want to kill her.
Possessing her, making her love me seems like a much better plan for this particular Juror.
3/ Rags and Ritches-
The Spy Who Left
"I still can't believe she actually did it. Aria Hart, filing for divorce. Who saw that coming?"
"How long do we think it'll take before she comes crawling back?" Another voice joins the conversation.
"Three days," Victoria declares. "Five at most. She has no money, no skills, no family. Where's she going to go?"
When Aria Chen divorced billionaire Leon Hart, New York's elite sneered, betting she'd crawl back within days. She never did.
Three years later, the world is rocked when Dr. Aria Vale, CEO of a revolutionary cybersecurity empire, steps into the spotlight. The mysterious genius who built a billion-dollar company from nothing is none other than Leon's discarded wife, the woman everyone thought was just a pretty ornament.
Now, every powerful man wants the queen Leon threw away a renowned scientist seeking partnership, a financial titan proposing an empire, and an actor offering devotion. Each sees the brilliance Leon ignored.
Then Leon discovers the truth: Aria's sacrifices, her secret double life, and the daughter she's been raising without him. For the first time, the man who once took her for granted must fight for her love. But can he compete with men who valued her from the beginning?
A story of love, betrayal, and power where the king must kneel before the queen who never needed saving.
