He Cheated With His Mistress Then Begged Me Back

I lost a game of truth or dare, and my friend asked, “What moment in your relationship with Misael made your heart race the most?”

I knew exactly what she meant, so I answered, “It was after we broke up—when someone else started coming on to him, and it finally made him realize how he really felt. He asked me to take him back.”

The room erupted in cheers—everyone except the girl in the corner. She looked visibly uncomfortable, her eyes red and completely out of place. I smirked to myself, held her stare, and moved closer to Misael. He stiffened for a second but let me curl into him, his arm coming around me—until she couldn’t take it anymore and stormed out.

Misael leaned down and whispered in my ear, “Elliana, let’s not overdo it.”

I paused and eased back to get a read on him. He was wearing the suit I’d picked out for him, the navy tie I’d tied myself. It matched my aesthetic perfectly. But his words didn’t sit right with me. The scene I’d carefully put together now had a crack in it. A flicker of regret went through me.

Irritation prickled under my skin, and the words slipped out before I could stop them. “More over-the-top than when you hooked up with Alana?”

Misael froze, looking a little deflated. I glanced around and saw everyone had gone still, caught off guard. I let out a soft laugh and picked up another card. “Come on, let’s keep playing. Whose turn is it?”

I was good at keeping the vibe light, and the others followed my lead, chatting and laughing like nothing had happened. We were here to have fun. If Alana hadn’t insisted on crashing, I wouldn’t have stirred the pot. Eventually, I looked back and Misael was gone.

When he returned to the private room, some guy was with him—the one who’d brought Alana. The guy was practically tripping over himself to please Misael, who just scowled at him. Once Misael sent him off, he kept checking his watch. The second it hit ten, he spoke up. “Elliana, time to head home.”

I glanced at the cards in my hand. I wasn’t exactly ready to leave, but I nodded. “Alright, let’s go.” Everyone knew I had health issues and couldn’t stay up late. Misael was strict about it, so nobody argued.

Before we left, I winked at Lilian—the one who’d asked the question—and silently mouthed, “Thanks.” She nodded, a knowing look in her eyes. Today, she’d helped me get a little payback. If Alana hadn’t barged in, I wouldn’t have made a scene just to embarrass her. After all, I’m forgiving by nature. I even forgave Misael for cheating.

The ride home was quiet. When we got there, he didn’t help me out of my shoes like he usually did. He just walked to the study, face dark. He was angry.

“Are you mad?” I tilted my head, genuinely confused. “Why? Because I embarrassed Alana?”

Misael stopped but didn’t turn around. “There’s no need to go after her. I’ve really cut her off now.”

“If you cut her off, how did she end up at this party?” I leaned back on the couch and propped my feet on the ottoman, my tone casual.

Suddenly, Misael turned and locked his eyes on me. A few seconds passed. Then he shut his eyes and inhaled deeply. When he opened them, they were hard and unyielding. “Elliana, I said no contact, and I won’t reach out to her again. The guy who brought her was calling in favors through contacts I’d introduced her to. She won’t show up in front of you again.”

Listening to him, I felt a laugh build in my chest. Six months ago, when I found out he’d cheated on me with Alana, he’d made me the same promise.

“Those words don’t just tear her down—they’re not easy on you, either,” Misael said, switching tactics. He came over, crouched in front of me, and softened his voice. “Please, don’t talk like that anymore.”

Our eyes met. I lifted my hand and brushed my fingers lightly over his cheek. “But what I said was the truth.”

Because in that moment, Misael had earned himself a get-out-of-jail-free card in my heart. That was why I’d taken him back despite what he’d done.

Misael clearly hadn’t expected that. He looked dazed. I pulled my hand back, and a sudden wave of disinterest washed over me.