Infidelity-his Regret My Revenge Novels & Stories

Her body betrayed her. “I missed you,” he breathed against her skin. “I missed you so much it hurts.” Her eyes fluttered closed. Then— His voice shifted. Echoes. Words from the past, venom reborn: “I regret marrying you—even for revenge.” “You’re the most selfish, cruel woman I’ve ever met.” “She’s just a mafia whore.” Rage detonated. Her elbow slammed into his ribs. He grunted, staggered. She spun—punched him in the gut. He hit the wall with a thud.

~Jessica~ I can’t believe I’m doing this, but as my body swims in a pool of desire and need, I can’t deny that I am. I’m about to have revenge sex with quite possibly the sexiest man I have ever seen, a man I barely know, and one that is, technically, still married. So am I, though. That’s kind of the point.

I looked down at my hand at the truth of his words, my wedding ring sat on my finger, heavy, full of regrets and the evidence of my bad choice. “But I love Charles”. I whispered in a small voice. He shook his head at me in pity. Maybe I wasn't only in love but also a fool. And I decided to give him just one more chance. __ Charles was back and watching the news when I got back. “Where did you go?” He asked “To see a friend.” Charles began to laugh and walked closer to me. “Who would want to be friends with a cheap, dirty woman like you huh?” The ridicule was too obvious and he wasn't even trying to hide his hatred at me.

“But isn’t all this tragedy because Mr. Patrick could not realize his own feelings? Isn’t that just asking for trouble?” Ethan, Axel, and Kira all glared at Elvis, who drank his drink awkwardly. A bitter feeling welled up in Kira's heart. Mr. Patrick, who seemed so cold and unfeeling, had actually fallen for a woman without realizing it. During her three years of marriage with Thiago, did that man ever show her a hint of compassion or affection? Did he ever regret it after their divorce? Could he? No way. If he had any regrets, he wouldn’t have kept hurting her with his words; if he had any regrets, he wouldn’t have sided with those horrible women without knowing the truth and questioning he

This question caught her off guard, not only because it was unexpected but also because it mirrored an inquiry she had pondered herself. Jessica had been raised with a profound belief instilled by her mother – that her body was sacred and reserved exclusively for a deserving husband. This moral code had been ingrained in her throughout her adolescence. When she discovered Nicholas cheating with her cousin, a fleeting thought crossed her mind, questioning if her abstinence had contributed to his infidelity. Perhaps, she pondered, if she had been in a sexual relationship with Nicholas, he might not have strayed. Yet, Jessica dismissed the idea of pursuing a connection with Justin as a means of

“You here to ask what your wife looks like when she’s screaming my name?” Billy didn’t answer. He lunged. The first punch caught Luis by surprise, sending him sprawling into a wall of mirrors. The next one met resistance—Luis was stronger than he looked. The two men tangled, fists flying, grunts and curses echoing through the empty space. “You think this is about jealousy?” Billy growled, slamming Luis into a locker. “You destroyed my marriage!” Luis laughed, blood on his lips. “Your marriage was already broken, Jackson. Maybe if you weren’t such a cold bastard, she wouldn’t have needed me to make her feel alive. Face it—you bored her.”

His words cut me deep, sharp, and harsh. I was taken aback by his response. Did he really just call me a slut indirectly? How dare he! Anger surged within me, and the initial amusement vanished from my face as I struck him hard across the cheek. "How dare you?" I retorted, my voice tinged with rage. I felt deeply insulted by his words, thoughts of revenge I had once forgotten brewing in my mind. Could you believe he was the one calling me names after he betrayed and ruined our marriage for his mistress? Who gave him the audacity exactly?

“I can’t believe I was so foolish to fall for all your lies and deceit Matt, you’re not the person I fell in love with. I was so blind to see the true person you really are. Now, I am beginning to see the other side of you. The ruthless, wicked and dangerous side of you, I said crying and wiping my tears. I was carried away and lost focus else, I would have figured this whole thing out earlier than now. What a fool I was. “But Ashley, I….” “Listen to me Matt!” My eyes filled with anger and betrayal, “I will continue with my findings but if by any means I later find out that you’re truly involved in my parents death, I swear to you Matt, I will come after you. I will hunt you down and take re

He tried again to speak, making a distressed noise. “Don’t try to apologize yet,” I cut in. My voice lost a tiny bit of its controlled edge, allowing the frustration to bleed through. “I don’t want to hear what you can’t say, and frankly, I’m not sure I deserve to hear it anyway. I want to know why. Why did you let them? Why did you marry that awful woman? Why did you trust Jason, knowing the kind of leech he is?” He squeezed his eyes shut. It was a clear confirmation. He knew exactly what had happened. He knew how badly they had betrayed him, and how badly he had failed me by not protecting his own assets—the only security I had left in the world.

A part of me wanted it to be a lie, a dark rumor started by a jilted lover or something, but now that the truth is out in the open, a dim apprehension fills my heart. As Fenriz speaks, I can sense the regret and shame in his scent, no matter how hard he tries to hide it. He’s ashamed of what he did to those two women, not proud of it. But the trepidation in my heart continues to grow when it occurs to me that the rumors are true… He killed his innocent wives for no reason.