All Chapters of Revenge Of The Forsaken Wife: Pleasured By His Father: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter Twenty-oneMaisieMy blood rustled against my skin, a cocktail of anger, betrayal, and something far more painful than I wanted to admit. I had already begun my journey of revenge, already crossed lines that couldn’t be undone—but seeing him walk in with her?It cut deeper than I expected.I thought I wouldn’t care about anything he did again, I thought his actions wouldn’t have any effect on me again, but it did. It hurt.I stood there with my legs rooted to the floor, trying not to let the chaos inside me show on my face. I was supposed to be the one doing the betraying now, one that would cut deeper than this. I was supposed to be in control. But here I was, watching Finn parade another woman beside him—smiling, laughing, his hand brushing hers as he led her in. That smile, that genuine, charming smile—I barely saw it on his face.Then came the introductions, like knives slipping through my skin.“This is Vivienne, you can call her Vivi,” he said, his voice light and proud

Chapter Twenty-ThreeRafael CarusoI didn’t like the way Finn held Maisie minutes ago, not one bit. The words he said about her, the way he looked at her—like he owned her, like she was his—irked something deep in me. But what made it worse was watching him pull her in for that dance, holding her like she belonged to him. I wanted to tear them apart right there in front of everyone. I wanted to put my fist through the smug satisfaction on his face.But I couldn’t.I shouldn’t.He was my son, and I didn’t want to cause a scene. I knew no matter how hard he tried, Maisie was already mine, she belonged to just me.So instead of causing a scene, I did the only thing I knew how to do when rage boiled inside me—I walked away. Up the stairs, back to the sanctuary of my room. I was almost at the door when I heard hurried footsteps behind me. Loud. Uneven. Angry.I turned to see who, and there she was.Maisie.She didn’t see me. She didn’t see anything. Her eyes were glassy, red, unfocused. Sh

Chapter Twenty-fiveRafael Caruso I watched as Maisie fell into a gentle sleep, her chest rising and falling softly, her lashes resting like whispers against her cheeks. She looked peaceful—almost innocent. I was glad I had done what she asked, that I had taken away her pain, even if it would last only for a little while.I stood from the bed quietly, taking my steps carefully not to wake her, and made my way into the bathroom.The water ran warm, soothing against my skin as I stepped beneath the shower. But even as it cleansed her scent from my body, it couldn’t wash her from my mind. I would never be able to. She had been stuck on there in my mind for years.The way she looked at me… the way she held onto me like I was the only thing keeping her from falling apart—it haunted me. Sweet, filthy haunting.She wasn’t just some woman I had touched out of lust. She wasn’t just my son’s fiancée that I was having an illicit relationship with. She was something else now. Something dangerous

Chapter Twenty-sixRafael CarusoI had lost again.For the countless time in fifteen years, I had lost again. And now, I would have to start all over. I’d have to pick up the pieces and begin again—just like every other time.I’d done a lot in those fifteen years. I had tried everything—every possible way—to bring justice to my best friend. I had done every damn thing I could, but it always ended the same: in defeat. A damn loss. Every effort, every step, down the drain.The last lead was the pictures. And I believed—hell, I truly believed—that would be the end of this carousel ride. I thought we would finally catch the bastard responsible and bring this to a close. I thought we’d find my friend’s kids. I was sure they’d be on that list—at least one of them. But I failed again.Just like every other time—I failed.And now, again… I had failed.The same damn thing had happened.But I won’t give up. Giving up doesn’t exist in my vocabulary. I’ve come too far to quit. I’ve sacrificed too

Chapter Twenty-nineMaisieI was going to get my revenge.I’d ruin Finn and reduce him to nothing.I would deal with him and wipe out his existence.No one would stop me. Not any man. Not even the heavens—because, well, it was only right that the heavens be on my side. It was only right that they stand by me in this and give me not just the power but the strength to watch the man I once loved perish in his own manipulation and deceit.He deceived me for seven years. He manipulated me for days, sometimes to the point that I questioned my own sanity. He made me question myself. Finn wouldn’t touch me, wouldn’t even kiss me properly, and I questioned that—over and over again. I wondered if something was wrong with me. Was I no longer attractive? Had I done something wrong?I had lost count of how many times I stood in front of the mirror, wondering what I could change about my face to make myself more appealing to him—better enough for him to look into my eyes with a genuine smile. Beaut