Married A Playboy To Get Revenge Novels & Stories

“I'm glad you came to find Laila, last week in the restaurant. I don't know where this is going but at the very least, I am glad for both our sake, we both get to feel justice for the shit we've been through.” “I bride a billionaire for revenge, I'm a bad ass.” He smiled at her,” yes you are. Let's go take out our revenge.”

“What’s this about flirting? Did he know it was you?” I shook my head. “No. He wouldn’t believe that the chubby ex-wife he used to humiliate and chase out of the house would transform into… well, me.” I bit my lip, swallowing back the bitterness rising in my chest. But Carolina, bold as ever, voiced what I couldn’t. “I think it’s time you make him pay for what he did to you,” she said firmly, her voice brimming with determination. “Take back everything he stole and let the world see Peter Henderson for the fraud he is, along with his cruel mother and his awful wife.”

“Idea? Honestly, it doesn’t matter anymore. Anyways, I met Hailey on a plane and through her, I met Quinn. He offered to marry me so he could cater for my baby. Then he helped me change my identity. And after that, a weak little puny woman was thrown into the bloody world of the mafia. I gave myself up so I could defeat you. I hated you so much that I couldn’t hold my son sometimes. And you know what-“ I kicked down a pawn and placed my own. “Even when I hurt so much my bones ached. Even when I turned the shower on and leaf the water pouring while I cried my heart it. even when I knew I was turning into a monster, I didn’t stop, revenge kept me going. I had to take away your life like you to

his father shouted “I’m the one trying to protect these girls…!” "It doesn't matter if Millicent forgives me or not..." Isaac murmured "I'll never let anyone touch her. Not Austin Carnby or Ugo Greco. I'll make sure of that." "So, since you're so convinced of this, also make sure that Millicent knows that she performed a miracle: you want her more than you want revenge. And, man, maybe you don't even realize it, but that's really something worthy of admiration." his cousin rolled his eyes. "Otherwise, you'll get five minutes of satisfaction watching Evan and Florence writhe in misery, but you'll spend the rest of your life bitter, knowing that the only woman in your life now hates you. And y

“We were engaged. I thought she loved me. But she was using me to get closer to my empire. She leaked confidential information to my competitors… and when I confronted her, she laughed. Said I was too easy to manipulate.” Isabella’s heart pounded. She couldn’t imagine that kind of humiliation. But part of her still whispered what if Cassandra wasn’t the only manipulator? What if Alexander learned from her and turned the same tactics on me? “You think marrying me will undo that betrayal?” she whispered bitterly. His eyes snapped to hers, sharp as a blade. “No. Marrying you saved me from becoming exactly like her.” The intensity in his voice made her breath hitch. But when he stepped closer, s

And… A fellow she used to know. Elira stiffened. His voice was relaxed. "Elira. Haven't seen you in a while.". Her lips opened, but she remained silent. He drew nearer. "I need a favor." Her legs nearly buckled. "What… what kind of favor?" His eyes drilled into her. "A marriage. To me. One year. No strings. In return, I'll settle your debts, pay for your brother's treatment, and provide you with enough to begin anew." She blinked.

"She just lost her unborn child, didn't she? She's fragile. I'll make sure she's offered 'help' — maybe an investment, a sponsorship under my name. Then I'll turn her trust into leverage." Aldous sighed, half-admiring, half-wary. "You're playing a dangerous game, my love." Mirana smirked. "Dangerous games are the only ones worth winning." She picked up a photograph of Lucian — cold, expressionless, taken from a business magazine. She ran her red fingernail over his face. "I want him to lose everything," she whispered. "His company, his name, and that woman he still loves. When I'm done, Lucian Velmore will be begging for ruin."

she asked, raising a brow. “Then our marriage will be void. You’ll no longer be my wife, and you won’t get a single cent from me.” “Then I accept your offer,” she answered without hesitation. She would just have to be careful not to get pregnant so she could carry out her revenge as planned. “Is there anything else you want aside from leaving this club?” he asked. She paused for a moment to think about his question. “No,” she whispered, her eyes fixed on the ceiling. “I only want to take revenge on the people who wronged me.”

"Blake Reynolds' discarded wife marrying his biggest business rival mere weeks after their divorce? The press would eat it up. The Reynolds family would be humiliated. Their stock would plummet." "This is insane," I whispered. "You don't even know me. I'm pregnant with another man's child!" "I don't need to know you." He shrugged, the gesture elegant despite its dismissiveness. "This isn't about affection, Scarlett. It's strategy. You marry me, I gain a weapon against the Reynolds family. You gain financial security and my resources to extract whatever revenge you desire against your ex-husband." "You're asking me to jump from one loveless marriage straight into another?" My voice cracked wi

Younger than me by a year, always in my way, teasing, poking, pulling my hair just to get my attention. When he asked me out at sixteen, I laughed in his face and told him to grow up. And then he was gone. I hadn’t seen him since, but I knew he was still single and now the CEO of a massive tech company. He was exactly what I needed. A perfect weapon for my perfect revenge. At 7 p.m. sharp, I walked back into that house like I owned it, heels tapping on the tiles, head high, chin up. The living room fell silent.