All Chapters of His Bride Of Revenge: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter 21: The Woman Who Watches

**Elena’s POV**The air in the house has been really cold since we returned from my father’s place almost a week ago. Stefano barely spoke to me, and it was really starting to piss me off.I walked into the living room, and there he was, sitting on the couch, scrolling through his phone, with that blank, distant look he always has.“Good morning,” I said, with my smile feeling stiff and unnatural on my face as I snugly adjusted my sweater around my shoulders.He made a sound in his throat, like he couldn't be bothered with actual words.I chose the chair farthest from him and sat down, crossing my arms tightly over my chest, trying not to stare at him.I hated it.I hated him right now. I was tired of feeling invisible.God, I feel so unbearably alone.I needed to speak before I lost my mind.I cleared my throat noisily. "Are you heading out today?" I asked, trying to keep my voice casual despite the knot in my stomach.“Work,” he replied, his eyes still glued to his phone.“Right. Be

Last Updated : 2025-12-10

Chapter 22: The Call I Shouldn’t Have Answered

**Elena’s POV**“There’s a gala tomorrow night,” Stefano announced, his focus entirely on adjusting his tie in the reflection of the living room window.His voice was calm and direct, leaving no room for an argument.I stood stiffly in the doorway, with my arms crossed tightly over my chest."A friend of mine is hosting a charity event,” he continued without looking up. “You’ll accompany me. Your father and Elario will be there too."“And what if I’m not in the mood?” I challenged him, stepping away from the doorframe to take a defiant step closer. “Do I really have to play the dutiful wife?”He finally glanced up, his gaze brief and cold. “Yes,” he stated, his voice final. “Because I said so.”He snapped his watch onto his wrist, grabbed his keys without hesitation, and walked straight toward the door without looking back.“Your dresses will arrive later in the day,” he tossed over his shoulder as he walked out. “Choose whatever you want.”The door closed quietly, leaving a tense

Last Updated : 2025-12-11

Chapter 23: Red Fire

**Stefano’s POV**The sound of her heels clicking on the tile made me lift my head from where I sat in the living room.There she was, standing at the top of the stairs; I got up from the chair, staring like an idiot, my mouth half-open, my mind scrambling for words.Holy hell.My chest tightened, and I had to remind myself to breathe because seeing her like that took my breath away.The red dress fit her so perfectly that it looked like it was made just for her, highlighting every curve, with the slit rising to her thigh just enough to make my mouth go dry. Her hair was loose, golden, and soft, cascading over her shoulders.Don’t stare. Don’t you dare.But I couldn’t stop; I couldn’t look away, as heat shot directly to my groin.She was beautiful — no, she was more than that. She was fire.Get a grip, Stefano.Martina walked in from the hallway, her face lighting up with a warm, genuine smile, the kind of proud smile a mother gives her daughter. “You look breathtaking, Elena,” she sa

Last Updated : 2025-12-11

Chapter 24: The Gala

**Elena’s POV**There was something about Carmela Santino that made it impossible not to like her, even before she said a word. Her brown curls were wild, framing her face in a way that made her look both untamed and beautiful, and her eyes held a warmth that made me want to trust her. She slipped her hand into mine as we moved through the crowd, her laugh soft and a little musical, and I felt the tension in my shoulders ease just a little.“I’m so sorry we couldn’t attend your wedding, Elena,” she said, her tone sincere. “Marco and I were in Paris for business. But now that I see you,” she paused, her eyes running over my face with admiration, “I must say, you must have made a stunning bride. Stefano is a fortunate man.”I smiled, feeling a flutter in my chest. ‘'You are very kind,’' I said, trying to keep my voice steady. Carmela’s eyes sparkled with curiosity, as if she wanted to ask more but decided not to.“I’ve heard a lot about you,” I said, letting my gaze linger on her face

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Chapter 25: The Taste of Restraint

**Elena’s POV**The sound of the lock clicking still echoed in the small space as he turned toward me. His eyes were darker than I had ever seen, and it scared the hell out of me.“Who the hell is Dante to you?” he growled.“What?” I sucked in a panicked breath, my chest tightening as the air suddenly became impossible to find.“Don’t play dumb with me,” he snapped, his voice low but trembling with something deeper than anger. "Tell me, who is he to you?"My heart pounded against my ribs as the lie slipped off my tongue. “I... I barely know him. I met him through you, that’s all.”Suddenly, the wall exploded next to my head, the loud bang making my ears ring. I flinched hard, hands shooting up to protect my head, as dust drifted down from the cracked tile where his fist had hit."Don’t lie to me, Elena," he shouted, his nostrils flaring.He took a step closer. I stumbled backward until my back hit the cold, hard wall. My pulse was pounding so loudly it drowned out the music outside.“

Last Updated : 2025-12-13

Chapter 26: The Aftertaste of a Kiss

**Elena’s POV**I woke up suddenly, sweat dripping down my body and soaking the covers.Gosh! Did I just have a sex dream?The dream felt so real; I could still feel his mouth on mine, the touch of his hands all over my body, his mouth on my breast, and his hands between my thighs.Oh my God! What the hell is happening to me?I closed my eyes again, groaning softly as I pressed my face into the pillow.Why am I dreaming of Stefano?Was it because of what happened last night?This wasn’t supposed to happen, especially after what Dante told me about him and my father.God, I’m losing my mind.I sat up quickly, running a frustrated hand through my hair, trying to shake off the heat still crawling up my spine. Swinging my legs over the side of the bed, I stood up, preparing myself to face him again.Downstairs, the smell of coffee hit me right away. Martina was in the kitchen, humming to herself while she stirred something in a pot. She glanced up as soon as I walked in.“Good morning, de

Last Updated : 2025-12-13

Chapter 27: Torn Loyalties

**Stefano's POV**I didn’t feel like going home. Not yet.Milan looked calm and silent from my penthouse window in CityLife. I stood there, telling myself I needed space. I just wanted a little silence.But they were lies. All lies.The truth was, I was running. Running from the way she looked at me in that restroom, her eyes searching mine, the taste of her mouth still on my lips, and the chilling fear that everything was about to change, whether I wanted it or not.Elena Castellano.She was never supposed to get under my skin. She was a means to an end.Elena was just the final piece: the daughter of the man who killed my father, the woman I would marry, use, and ruin. That was the plan. That was supposed to be the end of it.But every time I looked at her, the plan I’d held onto for so long started to blur, and I hated how easy it was for her to do that to me,Why? Why am I feeling this way?Each look from her made me question if I really wanted revenge... or her.Then I heard the

Last Updated : 2025-12-14

Chapter 28: Hidden Agendas

“You’re wrong, Lucia.”My voice came out lower than I intended, a little rough, like I was trying to convince myself as much as her. “My feelings for Elena haven’t changed.”She studied me silently, her eyes sweeping over my face as if trying to read something I wasn’t saying. Then she let out a small, humorless laugh. “If you say so.”I pressed my back against the wall, feeling the cool plaster through my shirt, trying to gather my thoughts, but they kept slipping away into panic.“What do you know about Dante?” I demanded, leaning forward slightly.She straightened instantly, her eyes sharpening with interest. I could tell I’d finally said something that mattered to her. Her lips curved into a sly smile. “Why? Are you worried about your lovely wife and her boyfriend?”My jaw clenched tightly. I bite back the angry words I want to say to her, staring at the floor because looking at her might make me want to hurl those words at her.Lucia took a slow step towards me, her heels clickin

Last Updated : 2025-12-14

Chapter 29: The Distance Between Us

**Elena’s POV**I kept flipping through the channels, my thumb pressing down and then releasing the button, pausing just long enough to see if anything would catch my interest. The action movie was all noise and fire, the music channel felt empty, and even the K-drama I used to wait for each week now looked flat and dull.My thumb hovered restlessly over the remote, but my mind wandered, slipping away from the blue flicker of the TV and the quiet of the living room.It was all on him.Second night in a row he hadn't come home, and I kept replaying the same questions in my head, over and over — where was he, who was he with, and why the hell wasn't he here?The clock on the wall ticked louder with each passing second. When I finally looked up, the hands were already showing 9:30 p.m. I hated myself for counting the hours, for letting him take up this much space in my head. “Arrgh,” I groaned softly, my shoulders slumping in defeat.I forced myself to stare at the screen, my hands clen

Last Updated : 2025-12-14

Chapter 30: Fractures Beneath the Surface

**Stefano's POV**The sound of her door slamming still echoed through the house as I sat down. Her words kept circling my mind: ‘I know you’re hiding something, and I’ll find out.’I leaned forward, rubbing my temples with the heel of my hand, trying to push back the headache that was already starting to throb behind my eyes.I could tell she definitely knew something.And I knew exactly who would run his mouth, because there was only one bastard who could have told her something.Dante.If I didn’t have to wait and if the plan wasn't still hanging by a thread, I would already be on my way to find Dante, ready to wrap my hands around his throat.Fucking bastard.Just thinking about it made my blood boil, anger crawling up my spine until I could hardly sit still. I pushed off from the chair and hurried up the stairs two at a time, stopping abruptly outside her door before my brain could catch up. I could hear faint movement inside, maybe her pacing or trying to calm herself after our a

Last Updated : 2025-12-15

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