Infidelity-his Regret My Revenge Novels & Stories

Men would only touch me over my dead body. “My aunt deserves every good thing in this world after everything she’s endured,” he continued, his voice low but resolute. “I don’t regret what happened to that man. If it had been up to me, I wouldn’t have let him live.” I said nothing. I understood the fury simmering beneath his words. I had once carried that same fire myself. When I discovered that Jason had been unfaithful, again and again, and heard him admit without hesitation that he was no longer happy with me, that I was no longer enough, rage had consumed me. Still, I chose silence. I refused to let our arguments echo through the house where Charity could hear. I buried myself in work, ho

He smashed it hard onto the ground. The screen cracked, just like their frail relationship. "Very good, Rowena." Casey clenched his teeth as a chilling look filled his eyes. "You turned away from me back then because I was an illegitimate son with no future and shacked up with a senator without saying a word. "When I started thriving, you came back to me just to manipulate me into getting a divorce. Am I nothing but a dimwitted man to you, someone who's only worthy of being played for a fool by you?"

His blue eyes met mine and didn't soften even slightly. "Is that really what you want? To give up your virginity to any man who asks you out?" A low gasp left me as his words hit hard and I turned away from him sharply. I felt the blood draining out of my face, my stomach folding over on itself. Because he was right, and I hated that he was right, and I couldn't stop picturing what might have happened if I had actually trusted Andre further than I had. What he might have done. What he might have taken from me without my knowledge.

“Revenge? For what? It’s pretty clear you’re the one who messed up, Alex. If anything, you should be trying to get closer to her and make things right, not push her further away. What kind of revenge are you even talking about?” Alex hesitated, then said, “I thought she moved on. She had a kid with someone else, and she’s been going on dates. I guess… jealousy got the better of me.” Greg let out a long, exasperated sigh. “Your ego is going to destroy you if you don’t learn to control it. Not every thought that pops into your head is a good one, Alex. So, what changed your mind? Why the sudden regret?” “I saw her son today,” Alex said quietly.

But I know within myself that it is a lie. What I have for him is love and hate at the same time. He makes me mad and calm all at once. Every day I hope he would see me differently so I try not to argue with him. However, it is always one thing or the other with him. “I have regrets too but you don’t see me wailing about it, do you? Shows I am the stronger one and you should be ashamed of yourself!” I hissed. Dame laughed dryly. “You moron! There is no regret for you since you were able to leave your

"Husband? Are you serious right now, Lucas?" "Tell me one thing in this marriage that looks like a marriage." "And as for being out all night," I shrugged, deliberately casual. "I don't mind telling you. I'm sleeping with someone." "Sleeping with someone?" He repeated it low, as if he wanted to grind the words between his teeth. I met his eyes without flinching. "That's right. You get to spend your life pining after Seraphina, and I'm not allowed to go find love of my own? Seraphina's back. Sign the divorce papers. Clear the way."

“I’m so fucking sorry. I fucked up badly. I’ve been cheating with my secretary for months. It was stupid, selfish, and the biggest mistake of my life. You’re the only woman I’ve ever truly loved. Please… forgive me. Let me make this right.” I stood there frozen, still feeling another man’s cum leaking into my panties. The twisted satisfaction I felt was almost sickening. Here was my husband, the man who had betrayed me, begging on his knees while I carried the evidence of my revenge inside me. “Show me how sorry you are,” I said coldly, my voice surprisingly steady. Richard didn’t hesitate. He crawled forward, pushed my dress up around my waist, and buried his face between my legs like a des

If not for him losing his control over his lust and sleeping with another woman, maybe she wouldn't have lied. "I am sorry, I have hurt you and our son. I am so sorry, I am so sorry, I really am such a disappointment. I almost killed our son, I always thought that he was another man's son so I..." A happy family it could be. He regretted ruining everything with his hand. The day he got married to his first wife, Nick's mom he was over the top. She was a doctor and he was the manager of a big company. Their life was perfect but when she became a model, things started changing. Not long after, their 'none-can-separate-us' relationship started breaking off. Starting from his meeting with other

The disrespect! As if attempting to label me a cheat wasn’t enough, he’s openly accusing me. Insulting me, my person. Right to my face, not a care in world or how his words affected me. At the end, it was all about him. Him and only him. The things he wanted, how he wanted them and when he wanted them. He would get it done anyway, as long he wanted it. The means doesn’t matter. Me getting hurt never mattered. I was insignificant in his world of schemes, and I only had myself to blame. For everything, for right now. 4 years of my life… it was all my fault. All mine. “I regret it,” I whispered, voice shaky. “The day I married you. The day I met you… let myself fall so stupidly in love with you

Greg responded nonchalantly, “Blame the justice system in human territory. Whips - that sometimes result in death - are issued here in the kingdom if affairs are ever brought to court.” Some of the wine Sush was pouring in through her lips slipped out and she almost choked. “Seriously?” she asked while reaching to her mouth with the back of her hand. Greg placed his cutlery back on the table and leaned over with his napkin to gently dab away the excess as he explained matter-of-factly, “Infidelity doesn’t just disrespect one’s marked mate, it disrespects our Goddess who bestowed the bond, so yes, it’s treated as a crime.”