Novel & Cerita Best Cheating Revenge Stories

Antonio sits at his desk, the sign that reads Antonio Franches neatly tucked away on the table. A capital lending company. That's what people knew about Antonio. He'd made a fortune in a short time, and rumors about how Antonio ran a dirty business began to spread around, that Antonio was an evil loan shark who killed people. A fleeting memory of a failed one-night-stand caught Antonio's attention. It was the first time in his life that a woman refused to make love just because she was busy taking care of the 'pigs in the sty'. Does that sound plausible?

I slowly got up, making my way out and still trying to confirm my assertions. Was she really who I thought she was? Or was it my overly sensitive mind playing on me, I wondered. "Here, Ma'am." I heard the waiter say, handing out the drink I had ordered. I grabbed the glass of wine and gulped it down, dropping the cup abruptly in the tray; I stormed out and rushed out of the place, shocked; I couldn't believe my eyes. Why would she cheat on someone as amazing as Thorne? I questioned.

I blinked multiple times in a minute as I tried to wrap my head around what I was seeing, I opened my eyes widely, trying hard to comprehend what I was seeing right in my front. "I want to have you deep inside of me," she said and a gasped escaped from me. It was what I was thinking, this man was cheating on his fiancee, he was cheating on his fiancee and that was the most dirty attitude I had ever seen. How dare he do such to her? I didn't even know who his fiancee was but he shouldn't be doing such thing, that was the highest of having a dirty attitude, I wish it was his fiancee who walked in on them instead of me.

I murmured. The truth was I had wasted my allowance on gambling in almost every casino and now, I was banned from most of them. “Just one more,” I whispered, rolling the dice again. The smell of kimchi and Korean spice filled my nose, the smoke as thick as a fig in the kitchen. I have won at least a thousand dollars now. Just three more, I thought to myself. Then I'll be done. “Man, fuck you,” the amateur growled furiously again. He was a sore loser, but I needed the money. A few of them had almost won. “You are actually good bro,” I lied. He was the shittiest person I had played against so far.

“I’m sure I will.” That’s the thing about lies. If you polish them enough, they shine brighter than the truth. The secretary gestures down the hall, pointing out classrooms and the library as if I’m actually listening. I nod at all the right places. My mind is elsewhere, mapping the steps of the plan I’ve been building for months. Step one: Get in. Step two: Get close. Step three: Burn them all down. The Langstons think they’ve buried the past. They think no one remembers the boy who disappeared, the scandal swept under their thick rugs of money and power. They think they’re untouchable.

“Thanks for pleasuring me these past two years. Too bad this is the last time, so let’s make the most of it tonight, yeah?” At that moment, tears stung my eyes, and nausea twisted in my gut until I could barely breathe. Two years. For two whole years, they’d been doing this behind my back? Was I really that clueless, so stupid I never noticed a thing? Or maybe because Austin was just so good at showing me enough warmth and affection that I never even thought he could cheat? “Are you sure you want to end our relationship? Isn’t having an affair while married more thrilling?” Yuri’s words sent a chill crawling down my spine, hot and cold all at once. “I mean, fucking your mother-in-law sounded

“I have every right! I’m your wife. And your whore gave me the evidence I need. You call her your coworker, and I call her a home wrecker!” “You have a wild imagination.” “You think I’m blind? You think because I’ve been a stay-at-home wife these past few years, I don’t know what I’m talking about, but I know what I saw tonight. “What you saw is what happens when I close a successful deal. I celebrate!” “You went to celebrate by cheating with another woman when your marriage is hanging by a thread! That’s so smart of you, Blake.” “I can’t believe how you are twisting something so innocent around and making it dirty. What do you really want here? To push me away even further?”

"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.

Xander wasn't the catch that everyone else thought he was. I didn't break up with Xander because I got sick of him. The truth was, I found out that he cheated on me. To put it more accurately, the cheating part was completely legal. Xander Pearson was a twisted man. He maintained a romantic relationship with me while secretly marrying other women, one at a time. Once the woman got pregnant with his child, he gave her a sum of money and divorced her right away. He kept doing the same thing over and over again over the years. That was why he had more than a dozen children now.

“Miss Carter and I planned to teach that bitch Serena a lesson for always stealing other people’s men. So, we secretly found a homeless man, got him drunk, and even drugged the alcohol with an aphrodisiac.” “We told him there was a top-class escort staying on the 36th floor who only accepted high-status clients. If he could sleep with her, he’d have a story to brag about for life. And because of her special identity, she wouldn’t dare make a fuss—he wouldn’t have to worry about legal consequences!” Christan frowned and couldn’t help interrupting. “Miss Carter? Who’s that?”