Married A Playboy To Get Revenge Novels & Stories

In her elegant bridesmaid’s gown, her hair and makeup flawless, she could have been any of Chelsea’s manicured clones, but the spark in her eyes set her apart. I made the mistake of asking Chelsea who she was the next day, setting my wife off on one of her jealous rants. I never mentioned Jessica again and did my best to stay away from all of Chelsea’s friends. I needed my reputation to remain spotless if my plan was going to work. Now, finally, it has. My wife fucked up, I have the proof, and I will finally be free. Free to return to my single life and free to fuck anyone I want, including Jessica Williams.

Thinking that she has all she ever wanted now, she never know that fate had a deadly way of playing with people. Flynn Roberts, one of the most richest and most powerful businessman in the world, not only powerful but also one of the most dashing and most handsome Playboy bachelor in the whole of America. Forced to find a woman who will be capable of carrying his child, his path crosses along with Elisa's. Along the way, he falls in love with her, but to his mother,she was too local and way out of league to carry his child. But choice did she have? She wanted him to settle down right away and do away with his cassanova ways. Out of desperation that Flynn may never settle down in life, she us

Jack's female cousin couldn't stop asking. "Don't say that you were also one of those man who fell in love with that girl? Don't you know that Harah was supposed to be married to Jack then? But Harah managed to have sex with another man on the very night of her and Jack's Engagement Party? That will only drag you down, Mister Peñafranco." Jack's Mother Rosemarie was undoubtedly slandered Harah. Jack felt jealous at what he saw.

I understand Ethan's reason for not letting me know his identity could be because he was scared to let me know he is one of the richest billionaires in New York, and I may refuse to be married to him if I got to know. But then, I didn't mind, I was out for revenge on Luke and Scarlett and would practically do anything to bring them both down. Report has it that they are back in the country and residing in their new home. I was not one inch too happy for them. I was happy for myself, I would take out my anger on the two punks just very soon. Especially Luke for cheating on me with my own senior sister.

It's like him to protect that whore and fiance snatcher. He nodded, wincing at the pain. "I apologize. Forgive me." "I didn't pay you such a huge amount of money to hear this from you. You're such an incompetent moron." "You're wrong. I almost succeeded. I wanted to kidnap her and then play with her before slowly ending her for you in but he intercepted. I'm happy I fought back." He was cut short with a heavy slap across his face. Mally shook her head as she suddenly felt hot. She fanned her hand afterwards.

I let her believe she fooled me when she came back as Solane Blackwood. Then I had to pretend I didn’t hear her conversation with her father, the one where she made her intentions painfully clear. “To get my revenge on the Grants, I first need to make Nathaniel fall in love with Solane Blackwood. Only then can I use him to destroy both him and his mother.” She had no idea the man she married for revenge wasn’t even Nathaniel Grant. And yet… I let her go on believing it. Because I wanted her to hate me. I wanted her to play her vengeance game while I helped her from the shadows, even if it meant ruining myself in the process. It was the price I had to pay.

But the doubt was louder tonight than it had ever been. Ben Blackwood didn’t make mistakes. He didn’t second-guess, he didn’t hesitate, and he certainly didn’t feel. Every move he made was calculated, cold, methodical. His marriage to Serena had started as just another play in a long game of revenge—revenge against the father who’d tried to ruin him, revenge against the legacy that nearly buried him. Serena was the perfect pawn: beautiful, intelligent, naive in all the ways that mattered. She was a key to unlocking every door that had once been slammed in his face.

I hung up when she started another round of cursing. I really was setting myself up when I thought I could make this family work, wasn’t I? Now I knew better and all I wanted to do was exist by her side, with my ring on her finger and my face between her beautiful boobs. First things first, someone has to pay for putting hands on my pride and joy and I wanted a smoking hot revenge.

The motion is fluid and automated, like he's done this multiple times. His eyes move to my lips and linger. Then he looks up and our eyes meet. “You asked what my real payment was, I hope you have your answer now.” I let go of his collar and slam my fists into his chest hard. “Fuck you, Vincent Halstead.” “Ow, that hurt,” he says pointedly, rubbing the spots I had hit. “Rage is good, princess, you need it more than ever. Channel it into ruining you darling husband. Don't you want revenge?”

Moreover, it was witnessed by many people, and Moreen dared to humiliate her as the legal wife of Axton, the grandson of the Almero family. Unfortunately, Axton did not defend her at all. Instead, he let Moreen hurt him. "You know this thing is very precious to me! Why did you take it, huh?! You must be jealous of me because Axton loves me more and buys me expensive gifts!" Plak! Angelina retaliated, slapping Moreen's cheek as she said, "Shut that foul mouth of yours! I wasn't born into a noble family! But my family always taught me that when you take what belongs to someone else, your happiness will never last forever!"