Novel & Cerita I Love Revenge

⚔️ VENGEANCE ⚔️ (Death is the price!! ☠️ KAI of the Keepers) - Written by Authoress Marygold_slessor - 📌Do No Copy/plagiarise📌 Chapter Nineteen (19)

“You’ve already taken my company. You’ve already taken my control. Do you need to take every person who still respects me as well?” “This has nothing to do with you.” “It has everything to do with me!” The words came out sharper than I expected. “You don’t punish people for disagreeing with you. You punish them because they used to work for me. You’re still trying to erase every part of my life that doesn’t belong to you.” Something dark flickered across his face. “That sounds rich coming from someone who erased me and our child from her life.” “Don’t,” I said quietly. “You walked away,” he continued, standing up. “You took the money and left. Now you stand here acting like I’m the only one

She said as she looked straight into my eyes. "But I don't want to take it slow. I want you and Oscar to officially be mine, you can't blame me for doing this. If you didn't hide him for me, maybe he would live a life that he deserves.. which growing up with a dad." I said and she looked hurt. She turned away and she pushed me to sit on the chair next to hers. She kept her eyes on Oscar all the time when I fixed mine on her. "He's my only saviour when my life was crumbling down. The revenge, the trauma, the killing spree, work, you and even my dad. I love him so much and he really reminds me of you." She said without taking her eyes off Oscar.

“Whoa, Elizabeth, I…” “That's it!” I snapped. “I'm not Elizabeth! I'm not the woman you love, you darn idiot! Elizabeth is gone! Gone, I say! I am Vannessa.” I pointed my index finger towards my chest. “And I will never love you. In fact, I will never love anyone ever again because love is a lie! Love breaks people, it leaves scars!” I shouted, my breaths growing ragged with each word. He took a step back, his eyes wide with horror and disbelief. “You are? Vannessa?”

Almost back to how we were before, even if it can never be the same. Still it's still something. "I will do the ordering." Tin propose. "It's on you superstar." On me...wait what.... "Hey...hey Tin, dont you...huh...she hanged up.again." That bitch. Those bitches I have come to love. Letting go of my hatred and regret really seemed hard at first but looking back it's kind of confusing why I wanted revenge in the first place. When I just need I'd the better me. The real me.

People always disappointed you, and it was the reason why I was so skeptical of opening up to people. “Where are you taking me?” I asked with a smile. “You’ll see,” he said vaguely. I giggled like I was a teenager and looked out the window to try and hide the excitement I felt. I shouldn’t have felt that way toward a man I was supposed to hate, but I found myself not caring. He was hot, and I would enjoy the feeling of falling for someone. I knew I would never feel that way again, and I was going to savor every moment. And when the revenge was all said and done, I would punish him for what he had done.

Lovato would always remember the love he shared with his wife… their fiery and bloody love so beautiful that would be replayed for many years, then eventually down the timeline (but in a different way! While the rebelling mafia goons had been vanquished, the death of the Ruiz's family madam, Marisa had stained the victory that was to be celebrated. Slowly, the darkness in the city eventually dispersed and a sense of melancholy settled in. Lovato wiped his tears as clenched his teeth in a burning rage… "Whoever you're, I will get my revenge…. Even if I go down with you!" He roared into the stiff atmosphere, knowing that his wife's killer would still be around somewhere in the dark night.

Clearing his throat, he fixed me with a gaze full of love before continuing, "I didn't actually answer your earlier question. Lia, whether she's still alive or not now, I'll only ever love one person—you. It's always been you and only you." Jamie, who had been standing off to the side, couldn't take it anymore. From his expression, I could tell he was tempted to sew Callum's mouth shut. Just how was Callum able to say such hypocritical and sickening words? I swallowed, then calmly repeated my earlier words. "The target of my revenge is you, Callum. If you want me to forgive you, go end your life. Then, we'll see." Rather than directly killing an enemy, wasn't it more satisfying to watch them

"And when do I come in?" "When Oliver asks why I want a divorce. That’s the perfect moment for you to appear. He’ll never suspect my supposed lover is here—let alone that it’s you." "Though… if you show up as my lover, your reputation might take a hit too," I finally realize. "I’m sorry—I didn’t think of that. I was so focused on revenge, I didn’t consider how it might affect you to play my fake lover," I apologize, biting my lip. "You can make it up to me later," he says, shrugging. Seeing my startled expression, he adds, "I mean all the perfumes we’ll make together. Don’t think for a second that I’d ever be interested in you. You’re not my type."

"And if I don't?" He looked up, his eyes darting around as if to sense where I was. "Then we will fight back. No matter how much you try to subdue us." I scoffed. "You want to know what I love most about revenge?" I lowered my head and whispered. "It's best served cold. When you don't even remember why you're being punished." My hand went straight to his head as I pulled him closer with my eyes fixed on his men.