Perfect Marrige Revenge Novels & Stories

"Your wedding organizer can't return the wedding funds that have been paid, right?" Mardeline nodded her head despite the uncomfortable expression on her face. "Yes, Miss Arleena. We are very sorry for not serving a refund when the wedding plans are only one week away. The preparations are 95 percent." "Ah, the preparations are 95 percent..." Arleena nodded her head, still looking calm. Then he turned his gaze to Justin. "Wow, did you hear that? What an asshole for ruining wedding preparations." Justin didn't react. But he didn't feel guilty at all. Arleena was well aware of the slight smile that briefly appeared on the man's face, making her heart grow furious.

I told her patiently, “This is Mikeal's revenge on our mother. Not only did he kill our mother, but he also made my life miserable. I've lost more than you. Mia, we're all victims.” “But why me and not you?” Mia hissed. “Mia, if you were me, you would suffer the same way,” I said, “Mikeal used me as a marriage tool to marry Ron. Ron cheated on me with Gina, and they conspired to sentence me to death. I also lost a baby. So I lived the rest of my life for revenge. Mia, I know I can't make up for what you've been through. But I hope we can all live happily ever after.”

Be careful not to ruin your makeup or hair. Against my skin, the silk felt like water. The fit is perfect. Exactly as I remembered. I stepped out. Looked in the full-length mirror. And started crying. "No crying!" Sophie picked up some tissues. "You'll ruin your makeup!" "I'm unable to stop it. I simply—I look like a bride. A true bride. With a whisper, Catherine replied, "You are a true bride." "Getting married to a man who loves you." Who picked you? Who earned your respect?

And with a strength she had never possessed before. This marriage was not the end. It was the beginning. The beginning of a plan Jasmine had long kept in silence. **Revenge.** To be continued…

Then answers honestly. “Because they need to see it.” “See what?” I ask my eyes widening. His voice drops. “See that they lost.” I stare at him. “Marcus…” “They destroyed my mother,” he says quietly. “They tried to destroy you.” His eyes darken. “And today they’re going to watch you marry the man they threw away.” The room goes completely silent again. I look at him. Really look at him. And suddenly I realise something terrifying. He might not be Ryan. But he’s still a man who built his life around revenge. And now I have to decide something.

“Camille? Like Damien’s ex-fiancé? What the hell does that bitch even want?” “I haven't heard about her before, not until last night.” Aria told her. “I guess they are back together. She told me about their engagement and stuff.” “But he is married to you. Doesn't she know?” “I don't think so. I guess she just found out. It looks like Mr. Perfect has been keeping secrets.” Aria explained. “He must have his reasons.” “Whose side are you on?” Aria shot at her. “Your side of course! But don't tell me you are planning something strange.”

revenge didn’t feel satisfying. “No.” Hannah shook her head. “Are you sure?” Hannah looked intently at her husband. “I have you. Revenge would only taint my heart. I’d constantly think of ways to destroy them. I might not even have time to pay attention to you.” Alden held both of Hannah’s hands, gently kissing the backs of her hands alternately. “That’s my girl,” Alden whispered. “It’s okay if I want to forget everything and live my days with you, right?”

"Yes, there, don't stop, fuck, don't stop..." His hand wound into my hair, pulling my head back, and he took me hard, every stroke slapping against my ass, every one making me whimper. I should have felt ashamed. I was a married woman on my knees for my husband's uncle, moaning his name while my phone buzzed on the floor. I didn't care. God help me, I didn't care at all. I shoved back against him, meeting every thrust, wanting more, wanting everything. "That's it," he growled. "Take it. You've been starving, haven't you?"

The degradation is endless and delicious. By the end, they’re both destroyed — covered in cum, shaking, voices hoarse from screaming. Lena’s makeup is ruined. Mark is a broken cuck. Victor and I stand over them, flushed and satisfied, his cum still leaking from my pussy. I look straight into the main camera. “Revenge is the best fuck I’ve ever had.” The stream ends with record-breaking tips. Lena and Mark are ruined. And I’ve never felt more powerful.

“My revenge on Marcus is only getting started. He humiliated me in front of the world. I will watch him fall from the height he thought he deserved, and I will do it standing beside the man he could never become.” She didn't care if she was going to be married to a man who was ten times older than her, he did this to her. He made her this cold. The world watched her fall. Now they will watch her rise as Mrs. Damien Voss. It was only a matter of time before he got used to the fact that she was getting married to his dearest daddy.