Best Cheating Revenge Novels & Stories

He grabbed Kael by the collar and roared, "100,000? To repay everything Veya has sacrificed? She helped you pay off 10 million in debt!" Hearing Chris’s words, one of my business partners immediately offered to find the best lawyer to help me fight this in court. But Kael remained unfazed by Chris’s fury. Instead, he smeared my reputation further. "Oh, is this your lover? Looks like you’ve been living quite well since my fake death. You probably paid off those debts by sleeping with these men, didn’t you? I mean, how else could an Omega manage a company?"

“We’re taking everything that matters to him. We begin with Nowelle—then, we finish him. You’ll gain his trust. His heart. You’ll access files, schedules, finances. Every move he makes, I want to know it before he does. Understood?” I stay quiet, processing. This means seeing him more—more than I want to. Just the thought of being near him again stirs feelings I’d rather bury. But then I remember what his father did to mine. I don’t care if I have to be his chef, his driver, his dog walker—I’ll do whatever it takes to destroy them. “Okay, Uncle. As long as Stephen pays in the end, I’ll do anything.” He nods. “Apply tomorrow. Blend in. Be useful. You alone hold the key to your revenge.”

Bianca felt she was exacting revenge for Dorian throwing her aside. She felt she had discovered his financial misbehaviour entirely on her own. The truth, though, is different. I had arranged every last piece of evidence in her way. Knowing she would not object to the chance to be the one bringing him down, I had made sure she discovered the offshore accounts, the illegal transactions, the political bribes. Her perfect weapon was her need for retribution. And now that weapon has been released. I breathed gently, savouring the thought that within hours Dorian Tempest's meticulously chosen empire would start to fall apart.

"I remember! Their love was beautiful. They were so happy. I always imagined we'd be like that, too. This is the first time you've spoken to me in so long. Does that mean…" I cut her off. "They divorced a few years later. She cheated because she couldn't stand looking at his face anymore. See? The love you cling to ends the same way." When I first heard that follow-up, anger surged through me. I couldn't understand why sincere people were always the ones who got hurt. But after thinking it over, I realized something. It wasn't sincerity that was wrong. It was the person on the other side. I looked straight at Jenna, enunciating each word carefully.

stage. Who would have thought things would change so fast? Not long ago, he was resentful toward his father for being a cheater, and now he had done the exact same thing to me. They were no different. They were both womanizers. And things would certainly get intense if I ended up with his father. That thought jolted me awake. Maybe Lesly was right—revenge is a dish best served sweet. There is no rewind in real life; Mark cannot undo his mistakes. It was my turn to do something that would make his blood boil.

“Mine cheated with his trainer. I found out he was the one who curated the same playlist my boyfriend and I fuck with. It was a messy one.” “Hold up! He cheated with his male trainer?” Isabella asked. “So he’s a closeted gay?” She roared in laughter, the rest of us joining her. “And he wasn’t even a top,” Chloe adds amidst the fits of laughter she’s having. “Anyway, I stayed for two months just to fuck his childhood best friend as revenge. Best sex I’ve ever had.” Isabella laughs softly. “I caught mine with his assistant on my birthday. I still went home and fucked the guy who delivered the apology flowers the next day. Sometimes you just need to feel wanted.”

A sharp intake of air was the only thing Scarlett could manage. She had been persuaded by lust. Griffin moved closer to her, sliding his fingers down to her underwear. His fingers gripped the lace and pulled. It felt dirty and wrong, yet Scarlett was shaking with a need for her boyfriend's dad. Her pussy throbbed, and Griffin crept closer. His scent was that of cologne, cigars, and fine whisky—how would she ever resist him? "Jake cheated on you first," Griffin whispered darkly, pressing his lush lips against her ear. His hot breath on her skin and his sexy voice in her ear made her tremble. "Wouldn't the best revenge be to have his dad?"

I froze, holding my breath as he leaned back into his chair. “Do you want revenge?” he asked, his voice now sounding more serious. “Very much so,” I replied firmly. “The best revenge isn’t by berating them in public or crying at their feet. The best revenge is by standing so much higher that they can no longer touch the hem of your dress.” Rex set down his cutlery, then interlaced his fingers on the table. The sound of the waves behind us seemed to vanish, replaced by the tension that suddenly filled the air between us.

He was exactly as hurt as I was. No wonder he’d understood me so completely the very first night in that hotel suite. No wonder none of it, the recording, the divorce, the slow, methodical revenge, had ever seemed to rattle him. We’d both been betrayed by the person we trusted most in the world, and we’d both spent years learning to bury it under something that looked, from the outside, like total control.

In the end, the best revenge on a cheating husband was for the wife to live a better life than he ever could. “That’s right, he’s just jealous. His whole family is the same.” Serenity turned to look at him again, smiling, “You’re still the best. After all, a good foundation fosters good character. Thank you for marrying me without any additional conditions back then. Without you, my sister’s and my fate would never have changed.”