Married For Revenge Short Drama Novels & Stories

"And if I do, what are you going to do to me? Kill me? Look, what you are asking for is impossible. I'm already married" "I know you are married and that no one knows you are married and who you are married to. In fact, the man you are married to... everyone knows he is married but no one knows he is married to you. Let me guess, he's ashamed of you and cannot afford tainting his reputation by introducing such an unknown human to the world" he laughed mockingly. "Think whatever you wish. I belong to him and to him alone" "Good. I didn't call you up to exchange words with you. My revenge plan has been set into motion. All I have to do is sit and watch it as it unfolds "

She came out of the trance when the priest asked them to join hands and pray to God. Tina who was sitting beside Viren staring at Sia and Abhimanyu, today Sia snatched her love. She snatched Abhimanyu from her, she calmed her heart saying their marriage is a forced one. Abhimanyu will never accept her. Moreover, it's Sia's bad luck, she has to marry a rapist. Sia digs her own grave through this marriage and she will enjoy her condition. She wanted to see Sia and Abhimanyu in pain, she wanted to take revenge for all her sufferings and this marriage is a way to revenge.

Vikram POV I was on the seventh cloud today knowing that Nitra really is giving a chance to this marriage and hopefully I will give it a chance too though I married her for a revenge but I really think that it was just a misunderstanding she can’t even harm an animal killing someone would be a big thing for her. I was standing in the line buying a pizza for her as she asked it herself. I really understand she still needs time and space and I am willing to give her all that she deserves this. I got my order and started to wait for her to come back from the restroom but to his surprise it had already been 30 minutes which was unusual though I was keeping it straight that she was alright and di

She whispered brokenly, closing her eyes “I got a husband who is hell bent on hurting me for something I never did. What did I do to deserve such a life partner?” He did not reply. He could not. He could see her pain. Feel her pain. But again, how can he let her go so easily? How can he let his revenge go so easily? Her pain is nothing in front of his wife’s pain. With that thought, he left the room. Shweta did not open her eyes. Neither did she sleep. She was just lying on the bed closing her eyes and thinking about her life. She just heard his footsteps. A click, the door opened. Another click, door closed and locked.

I asked. " This is going to be the marriage of revenge, my love." he replied " I can tell you hate me so much which is why you left me at the altar. You didn't want to get chained to me by getting married so why not give you the same thing you never wanted? This marriage is going to be the marriage of hatred. Nothing else. I will get to keep you imprisoned to myself as long as I want until I began to get bored of you." " You still love me, Dante, which is why you want to get married to me. Don't you?" I asked with a smirk " Trust me this marriage is going to be a marriage of love and hatred. Love from your side and hatred from my side."

I retorted. Her mouth parted to speak, but she was too stunned to say a word. “The deed is done. We were married in front of the priest and witnesses. I don’t take that back.” I told them, my voice cold and steady. “You can’t possibly mean to keep her,” Marla Moreau muttered, as if she had finally come to life. I scoffed, adjusting my cufflinks. “I meant to marry a Moreau, and that’s what I did.” “She’s not Elena.” Marla cut back, her tone tight with desperation.

"I'm going to make it worth your while. Just name any price and I'll double it." "I said I do not want your money. Marry me, and you're going to be on the news tomorrow for something other than business." She retorted, feigning anger. "C'mon now, I just lost my wife six months back, it would be a disrespect to her if I marry someone else this early..." "I don't care," Mia cut him off rudely. "Okay, okay." He threw his hands in surrender, sweat had broken from all over his body and even with the A/C on, the room still felt very hot.

My phone's screen was cracked like shattered glass from heavy use. Lilith couldn't stand being ignored. She snatched my phone and threw it to the ground, furious. "Sean Houghton, do you even want to make this marriage work? It's just two thousand dollars, not two million. That's barely enough for charity. Why are you making such a big deal out of it?" Sadness washed over me. Even now, Lilith stubbornly thought I wanted a divorce because of the money. It never crossed her mind, nor did she care to consider that if I were truly materialistic, why would I have tolerated her reckless spending all these years?

He asked. " Oh, very well. I must say, my fake parents, are very good actors. Even my own parents would not have seemed so enthusiastic about this marriage. Your planning has been impeccable till now. " She was smiling. " Had to be... My parents and I have suffered so much because of them. I have been planning my revenge for so long. " He was saying. " So what is to be done, once I get married? " She asked. Everyone wanted to know that.

~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.