Novel & Cerita Movie Scorned

"Sorry, did I scare you? I promise, you'll never see scum like that around here again." To thank him, I accepted his invitation to an art exhibition at his private estate that weekend. On Saturday night, Dorian had a gift box delivered. Inside was a deep purple velvet gown. It was exquisitely tailored, with a high neck and long sleeves that perfectly concealed the old, fading scars on my body, while still accentuating my waist. I stroked the soft fabric, my eyes welling up. Gavin had traced my scars with sadness, but he was never this thoughtful. I never dared tell him how much they bothered me. It was a weakness the Godfather’s wife wasn't allowed to have.

"My company is in trouble. If I don't get that partnership, I lose everything. Vane Industries is my life." I laughed, and it felt cold. "Then I guess your life is over. Because I am the only one who can save it, and I have no interest in helping a man who threw me away like a piece of trash." Seraphina appeared in the doorway then, her white dress fluttering. She looked at us, and her face twisted in a fake pout. "Silas, darling? Why are you out here with the help? Come back inside. My mother is waiting to announce our engagement."

"Scar, we need to talk privately. There's no need to make a scene." Scar quickly got to her feet. "Oh, you haven't seen a scene yet!" Then she stormed out the door, just as the waitstaff came in with the first course, consisting of various hors d'oeuvres, one just as tasty as the last. But Lacey knew it wasn't over with Scar yet. Lacey had won the battle, but the war was far from over.

I responded with a smirk, leaning down to show a hint of my cleavage and the black lace cups I had holding my breasts. Kael smirked. Arlo groaned dramatically. “Damn it!” He hissed. “You win, Kael,” Kael grinned and winked at me before looking at Arlo. “Guess that means I stay and you go.” He hated these things, the forced smiles, the handshakes that meant nothing, but backing down wasn't his style. He knocked back the rest of his scotch in one gulp, the amber liquid disappearing like his reluctance. “Fine. Watch and learn how it's done.”

, she finished and my loud, dramatic gasps punctuated it. Scarlet, you went there, you went there. "Omg, you just had to bring that up, you just had to rub it on my face, you betraying bitch", I said and she started laughing. "I am sorry, I am sorry. I didn't mean it like that, I just wanted to remind you of the consequences of your brave but crazy actions, I didn't mean to scorn you ", she apologized but I ignored it. "But you did, I am a scorned woman. I am scorned by my best friend and I feel bad", I added, dramatically.

Scar glanced at herself in the mirror, adorned in a soft pink dress that accentuated her beauty. However, the sparkle in her eyes didn’t match her outward allure; instead, they were clouded with bitter sorrows. Life hadn’t unfolded as Scarlett had meticulously planned. Always cautious and sensible in her actions, she had dreamt of a simple life—happiness with her mate and assuming the role of a peace-solving Alpha. Yet, here she was, thrust into an unknown pack of powerful shifters, surrounded by individuals who harbored a deep-seated hatred for her. On top of that, she found herself entangled in a contract with the Lycan Alpha, driven by a desire to reclaim his throne and seek revenge again

Scar answered her eyes resting on Jenny and Dora,who rolled their eyes in response,she glared at them sharply, her lips curled in a dangerous smirk,they averted gaze immediately looking anywhere else but her face. “They are such an eyesore” Scar said, irritated,as soon as they left. “Are you really joining my team” he asked her, still surprised how she easily threw Ethan under the bus. she stared at him with a bright smile on her face. “yes I am, Ethan is of no use to me anymore” She answered. Micheal smiled, his eyes resting on her ring finger. “then why are you still wearing his ring” She raised her hand up, “This,well reporters may be hanging around wanting latest gossip,well this should

The waiter apologized repeatedly. "It's okay," Scarlett unusually didn't get angry. Instead, she turned to Vivienne and said, "Would you mind accompanying me to the restroom for a moment?" Vivienne followed Scarlett to the restroom, and as soon as they entered, Scarlett locked the door before speaking, "I got spilled on from behind just now. Can you help me unzip my dress and wipe it off?" She said, flipping her long hair to the side, exposing her entire back to Vivienne. Vivienne fell silent for a moment but eventually reached out her hand and pulled down the zipper on Scarlett's back. A smooth and fair back revealed a hideous scar.

Eddy's eyes remained on my hands which layed lifeless beside the plate until I moved, shamelessly picking up the bread from my plate and returning it to the serving basin. I caught Julie's expression. The polite smile she bore as we talked didn't falter but something in her gaze changed. I thought I could survive Eddy's ruthlessness for this occasion, but I was barely keeping it together. The third... I wasn't sure where I had forgotten the first glass of wine I had - the barman's or the dinner table, but I grabbed another from a passing waiter's tray, just so my fingers were occupied. The waiter moved out of my view to reveal him, Dr. Connor Millow.

she agreed through clenched teeth. I watched Jasmine's lips curve and felt something cold and uneasy move through me. She looked nothing short of a wicked empress. “I'm sorry,” Melody started again, and so did Jasmine. “Too low.” “Please, let us use it.” “Too loud.” “Okay, you know what? I'll pay back the difference later.” “No. Pay it now!” “But I don't have it!” Melody broke, her voice cracking. “Then, apology not accepted.” Jasmine delivered, clean and without remorse.