All Chapters of Vengeful Vows: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

[ Oindrila ] The bartender placed the glass on the counter. "Your drink, miss." I mouthed a quiet thank you before picking up the glass and taking a sip of the alcohol. The sharp taste burned pleasantly down my throat. The bartender flashed me a flirtatious smile before turning away to attend to other customers. Turning on the stool, I looked at the dance floor where men and women were dancing, forgetting everything in the world. I had also come here to forget everything... all the painful things that were happening in my life. I wanted to drown my sorrow in alcohol. Just one month ago, I had been content with my life. I had just joined our family business after completing my graduation. My boyfriend had just taken over the position of CEO in his father’s company. I had even decided to tell Granny about him, as I was ready to go public with our relationship. I was ready even to marry him if he had asked. Life was good. But one blow, and everything was destroyed. It was a norm

I picked up my juice and walked towards the couch where Granny was sitting with an elderly guest. A few guests looked my way, their eyes laced with judgment. Most of them were familiar faces. They were board members and managers of the Watson Group, along with a few longtime employees. Our relatives were there too, as well as family friends and some of the city’s most influential businessmen. Their eyes followed me as though I didn't belong here, yet the moment I came near, they would turn away and avoid any interaction. I knew it was because of the scandal. I still had no idea how they managed it, but the scandal was wiped from the internet, including every social media platform, within two days. I had a feeling Mr. King was behind it because only he had the power to make a scandal like this vanish. But how my family dealt with him, I had no idea. I didn’t dare ask my uncle either. If I did, he would spend the next hour reminding me how grateful I should be that he handled everythi

I sat there frozen. Another ugly truth revealed itself before my eyes today. So this had been their plan all along. The pieces started falling into place. They wanted to marry me off so Nicole could safely keep Brandon to herself. They had known about my relationship with him the entire time. But Nicole wanted him for herself, and Aunt Pamela supported her. What a selfish, opportunistic family. Aunt Pamela never hesitated to call me a shameless girl, yet she encouraged her own daughter to go after someone else's boyfriend. Then again, if Brandon hadn't allowed it, they wouldn't have succeeded. I sighed, feeling utterly defeated. Then suddenly Granny came to mind. After witnessing the way Aunt Pamela had treated her today and everything I had learned, a wave of unease washed over me. I could no longer trust them around Granny, and at this very moment, she was alone with them. The thought made my heart tighten. I immediately pushed myself off the bed and headed to the washroom.

The sounds of skin slapping and her soft moans filled the room. I held her waist tightly, quickening my pace. She was bent over the couch as I thrust into her from behind. I was close. After a few deep thrusts, I finally reached my release. I took a moment to steady my breathing before pulling away and letting go of her waist. She collapsed onto the couch, exhausted. I calmly adjusted my clothes before turning towards the bathroom. I don’t bother to look at her. However, she grabbed my hand, making me stop. "You're amazing," she whispered as her lips curled into a satisfied smile. I slowly looked at her. With her eyes half-lidded, she looked clearly satisfied. Then again, every woman did. It wasn't anything new. A smirk appeared on my face. "Don't worry about the deal," she added softly. "I'll make sure my husband signs it." I reached out and grabbed her jaw. My eyes turned dark and unreadable. "Why should I worry when I know I have you on my side?" Her eyes brightened, mistakin

I knew what was going through the minds of almost every board member in the room. They all believed I had been handed this position because of Andreas. In their eyes, I had never been worthy of anything. They had made that very clear over the years. Every design I created was either ignored or credited to someone else. Their excuse was always the same... I lacked experience. Even when my work was selected, my name was often removed as the designer. They called me useless and claimed I had only gotten the job because I was Gerald Watson's granddaughter. The irony was almost laughable. Nicole had been just as inexperienced when she was appointed the head of the jewelry brand. Yet no one questioned her qualifications the way they questioned mine. But I refused to let their doubtful stares shake my confidence. I had expected this from the moment I made that deal with uncle Matthew, and I wasn't about to back down now. Yes, I had agreed to marry Andreas, but not without setting my own c