Novels by PrudencianMund

MARIELLA was already there when she arrived at the restaurant. Fear was written all over her angelic face, and she looked very uncomfortable while looking around the place. At first glance, it would be hard to believe that an innocent-looking girl like her was a mistress. She looked too nice and timid to even think about having an affair with a married man. But, as they say, you can never really judge a book by its cover. Her soft and kind demeanor belied a scheming and shameless bitch, and she was about to teach her a valuable lesson the hard way.Elena gave a deep sigh before approaching her. She walked slowly while looking at Mariella's back. She had an urge to grab her hair and push her to the table, but she wouldn't do that. She couldn't afford to have her reputation ruined because of that bitch. She would play her cards well and make sure she'd win this battle."Good evening," she said coldly before taking a seat across from her. "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting.""No worries,

REALITY dawned on her when she woke up naked the following morning. She was still wrapped in Marco's arms, who was sleeping soundly. It was the weekend, so he didn't have to worry about waking up early. Under normal circumstances, she would have been overjoyed to wake up beside her husband after a night of intense love-making. However, she couldn't find it in her heart to feel even the slightest amount of happiness.The mere fact that she slept with her own husband felt so wrong for her. It was a mistake, in the same way that kissing Leandro was also a mistake for her. It was too confusing that she couldn't keep up with all the complications in her life. It kept on piling up even before she could solve one thing.However, she decided to make that weekend a normal day. She just had good sex with her husband last night, and maybe it wouldn't be too much if she took a break from all the stress in her life for just one day. Maybe they could have some family bonding with their son, Peter. S

THE night didn't end well for her because of the fight she had with her brother. Elena just went home instead of doing something stupid. She knew how much she could drink, and she was obviously drunk at that point. Leandro offered to drive her home, and she gladly took him up on it because she wasn't sure if she was still able to drive."Who was that guy you were talking to?" he asked when they got into his car."My half brother," she said without much thought."But...but...""Yeah, I know. He's already married, yet he's still seeing someone else.""He's gay?""I've been keeping that a secret for so long, so you can't tell anyone.""Of course, your secret is safe with me."She groaned in frustration and then put her head on the headrest of the car."I just don't get him." She shut her eyes because she felt like her head was going to spin. "I know it's hard to tell the truth, but why would he betray his wife? If he wants to be happy and free, he should be honest, not only with the peopl

LEANDRO noticed that her thoughts were wandering. Despite her best efforts to remain professional during their live broadcast, she couldn't help but drift off from time to time. Her mind was too preoccupied, and she was having difficulty concentrating."Is everything okay?" Leandro asked after their live broadcast."Yeah, I'm fine." She managed to smile at him while removing her make-up in front of the mirror."No, you're not." He chuckled. "We've known each other for far too long. I know you too well.""Don't worry, I'm just a little distracted.""I haven't seen you get distracted at work in years. You're always focused. So whatever you're going through right now has to be some serious shit.""That's probably an understatement." She still laughed despite the fact that she badly wanted to cry. "I'm sorry, I'm not usually like this. But don't worry, I got this.""Wanna some drinks?""I'm not sure about about that.""Well, we can talk about your problem over a bottle of beer. Or maybe w

ELENA decided to go home and rest because she was so depressed. Her mind was still on her unfinished interview with Isabella. She had so many things she wanted to say to her, but she decided to be patient a little longer. She couldn't throw serious charges against her without sufficient evidence.She was greeted by their wedding portrait as she entered the bedroom. When she looked at it, she was transported back to that special day. It was the happiest time of her life. That was the day she realized she was worthy of being loved and cherished by someone. When Miguel entered her life, she realized she no longer needed to beg for love. A special person finally entered her life to give her the love she truly deserved.However, it turned out that she was sorely mistaken. Everything was a lie... a big joke!"How can you do this to me?" she cried, tears streaming down her cheeks.She wasn't perfect, but she was a good wife. Despite being busy with her career and pursuing her dreams, she had

ELENA heaved a deep sigh before starting the interview. The people inside the studio were growing wild, obviously excited to witness her conversation with Isabella de Guia. She tried to be professional and acted as if she was genuinely happy to conduct the said interview. But to be completely honest, she'd rather leave the studio before she could say something harsh to that woman.The interview started off well. She asked her basic questions so that the audience could get to know her better. Isabella was raised in a wealthy and influential family, but she maintained a humble demeanor and was always willing to help those in need. She moved to the United States to finish her studies at the age of twenty, where she met a lot of people who helped her open her mind to new ideas."So, basically, you were in the United States when you got interested in the lives of mistresses?" she asked, trying to sound genuinely curious."Yeah, I guess so." She nodded her head with a smile. "I find them in