All Chapters of Revenge In Silk Sheets: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Thea sat at a quiet, corner table in the reception area of the Blackwood company . The sound of soft music and conversation filled the air. A smile danced on her lips as she recalled how last night had played out. Seth was exceptionally attentive, his kisses passionate and delicate on her skin. And the love making felt different. She decided to make a stop at the company today as per his request. She had no clue what to expect. Thea decided to distract herself with the news. Her fingers scrolled through feed after feed, and paused on a financial report. The report showed a continued decline in Runes’s company shares. The sight of the red numbers gave her a feeling of satisfaction. She knew it was working. A voice from behind her broke her focus. It was a familiar voice, one she had hoped to avoid. "Well, well. Look what we have here," Runes said, a fake, pleasant tone in his voice. He walked closer, a condescending smile on his face. Thea looked up, her expression calm. "Rune

The banquet hall of the Imperial Grand in Zean City glittered with chandeliers that spilled light across marble floors. The Mayqueen annual gala had always been a spectacle, but this year felt grander than ever. The ceiling shimmered, the walls draped in velvet banners marked with the insignias of old families and corporations that had clawed their way into power. Waiters in white gloves glided between tables carrying champagne flutes, and an orchestra in the corner with instruments, their music weaving seamlessly into the polite conversation, laughter, and the clink of wineglass. Everywhere one looked, prestige shimmered. Dresses that could pay a month’s rent for a city block trailed across the floor, jewels winked on wrists and necks, and smiles masked daggers as the top dogs of industry mingled beneath the chandelier light. The doors parted as though they had been waiting for him. Rune's tailored black tuxedo fit like a second skin, and draped over his arm was Posy, glittering

The banquet carried on but the hall had not recovered from Seth’s revelation. Whispers still snaked between jeweled women and tuxedoed men, every voice carrying disbelief. Thea Balmero…no, Thea Blackwood…stood openly beside the most powerful man in the room. It was unthinkable, and yet undeniable.Runes stood stiff, his jaw locked so tightly a vein pulsed along his temple. His glass of champagne trembled in his hand, bubbles catching the light like sparks threatening to ignite. The orchestra began playing again, awkwardly, the notes too loud against the quiet of the crowd, but nothing could disguise the humiliation pressing against Runes.His reputation was almost ruined by the same woman who now stood at Seth’s side. And now the man he had hoped to impress, to ally with, had chosen her…married her without a word.The room moved on but Runes could not. His eyes went over to Thea still standing right next to Seth as he introduced her to a few of his business partners.Her smile remain

Thea grabbed the pillow on her bed and screamed into it, silencing her screams and shouts of nothing but embarrassment. She must be out of her mind. No, way too ballsy! She wasn't like this. She always played safe but when the incident that turned her world upside down happened, she knew she had to stand her ground or else she would be everyone's doormat. But not like this! Not to the owner of Mayqueen! Not to the largest Conglomerate in the world! What the hell was she thinking?! She pulled the pillow away, digging her fingers into her head, whining. She even threw wine in his face! She called him a bastard to his face! Cursed at him, swore at him! She even kissed him..made out with him…had sex with him…Thea almost broke down in tears, not out of pain but out of sheer embrassement! This man could buy her and her family business in two seconds!She scrambled out of bed and settled behind the desk in her room. The room was quiet, too quiet. The only sound was the low, steady hum o

The crystal goblet shattered against the marble wall, scattering fragments. Runes stood at the center of his father’s study, chest heaving, face red with fury. His eyes were bloodshot, his jaw clenched so tightly it seemed his teeth might crack under the strain.“How dare she?” he roared, slamming his fist onto the desk so hard that the lamp rattled. “How dare that witch stand there married to Seth Blackwood when she should have been mine?”He began pacing like a caged predator, pulling at his tie until it dangled uselessly around his neck. The veins in his temple pulsed with each step.“All of Zean was there! Everyone heard it! They were laughing! Laughing at me! At us!” His voice broke into a hoarse snarl. “That slut! That bloody slut! A Blackwood? How?!” “Runes.” Jay’s voice cut through the storm. He sat on the sofa, his eyes fixed on his troubled son. “You are making a fool of yourself.”“A fool?” Runes whirled on him, pointing at the floor as though the invisible crowd still st