The Sneaky Affairs Club

Zack was nailed on his spot for half a second, eyes flicking toward mine—panicked. Somehow, I could hear him curse internally. Cursing that he’d forgotten to change clothes.

“There's an important client today,” he said quickly. “Boss insisted I borrow his suit—said it’d make a better impression.”

I smiled and nodded, reaching up to straighten his tie for him. “You work so hard. Don’t stay out too late.”

He gave a stiff little nod, trying to play it cool. If anyone looked closely, they could see it—the awkward edge in his walk as he turned to leave.

I let out a soft sigh.

I smelled it. the cologne on that suit was a scent I knew by heart. Velissare Lux No. 3. A signature scent—only worn by the sales associates behind those glossy counters. The ones who flirt just enough to upsell you two grand on a scarf.

To top it all, dangling from his tie—one tiny, glittering earring was there. He hadn’t even noticed. He’d played the doting husband for so long, he’d almost convinced himself it was real.

I turned back to his laptop, reopened LetsTalk and typed in the login for an account I hadn’t touched in years. Muscle memory kicked in. The moment I hit enter, the messages flooded in like a dam breaking.

Thread after thread. Confession after confession. I scrolled through them all, skimming, reading, smiling.

Then, casually, I typed a greeting into the chat.

[Long time no see, boys.]

[Holy shit—it’s the Director! She’s back!]

I smiled to myself, a glint of something dangerous in my eyes.

Being a housewife for too long, you almost forget who you really are. But let’s not get it twisted. I was not just some loyal wife. I was a goddamn succubus in designer heels.

Sneaky Affairs Club. Yeah, it was mine.

Back when I was still playing the game, back when I was a succubus, walking through the human world like it was a playground.

One day, I met Zack.

Maybe I was drawn to his quiet, decent vibe. Or maybe I was just tired of being what I was. Tired of the seduction, the masks, the power plays. I wanted to try something new. I wanted to try being human.

But there was a catch.

When a succubus falls in love—and worse, when she gave birth to a child with a human—she would be cursed. Her powers vanished. Her old life was locked away. Everything she once owned, built, seduced—it’d all gone.

Unless…

Unless she went back to her roots. Unless she was willing to play that game again. The curse could only be broken if she got a man—any man—to willingly betray the one he loved… for her.

Problem was, I wasn't the same woman I used to be. I was older. My charm didn't land like it used to.

Then, Zack? I already gave him everything. I even gave him a son.

“Mom, why are you so slow?” Teddy’s voice snapped me back. He looked up at me, impatient, eyes full of judgment.

Let’s be real, he didn’t even want to be here. His dad had promised him a new toy train if he played along today. If it weren't for that, Teddy wouldn’t be caught dead with a boring out-of-touch Mom.

I didn't dress cutely. I didn't speak his language. I didn't fit in his little world.

“We’re not going to preschool today,” I said, looking at him. Disappointment thick in my voice.

For a second, I wasn’t sure who I was more disappointed in—him… or me.

When Teddy heard he didn’t have to go to preschool, his eyes lit up with quiet excitement. Unfortunately, he remembered the task his dad had given him—and just like that, the joy dimmed.

Today, Dad had plans. A “meeting” with Aunt Stella.

Earlier, he’d reminded Teddy that after school he had to stall his mom. Keep her busy!

I saw the conflict in Teddy’s eyes. It wasn’t the first time I’d seen Zack brag in that group chat—sharing how he used our son to buy himself more time.

Little tricks, little lies. Using Teddy like a pawn.

“Mommy’s got something to do with Aunt Naharel tonight. How about you go to Grandma’s for a bit, okay?”

Teddy hesitated. Then gave a small nod.

If Mom was busy too… then at least he wasn’t ruining anything. And honestly? No preschool sounded like a win. Besides, he’d technically still be doing what Dad had asked him.

After dropping Teddy off, I went straight to the only person in the human world who knew who I used to be—my sister, Naharel. The succubus who stayed behind to watch over our kind in secret.

“You’re saying… you want to go back? Back to being a succubus?” She let out a long sigh before raising her voice again. “You want it all back, Arlenel? Have you completely lost your mind?”

She stared at me like I’d gone mad. “You were the one who was desperate to play house with a human. You gave it all up. You can’t just flip the switch and expect it to be easy.”

I let out a bitter laugh and handed her my phone.

My sister scrolled the screen. Read its content. Then stopped, just as sudden. Her face darkened instantly.

“Humans,” she muttered. “They really are all the same.”

Anger flickered behind her sharp othereworldy eyes.

And in that moment, I knew, the girl who tried to become human in the past… She was gone.