Novel & Cerita Perfect Revenge Marriage

His voice had no air in it. "He spent the next eight years building his own network. Positioning himself. Waiting." Simon looked between the two of us, and something in his expression made my stomach tighten before he even finished the sentence. "Destroying your marriage was never just revenge against George, it was for the scholarship, the MBA, for becoming the version of success Germany believed should have been his. It was revenge against both your families simultaneously. Against a deal he engineered and then was discarded from like hired help." I sat with that. Let it settle into the marrow of everything I thought I knew about my own life.

“She didn’t move on. She was forced into that engagement. Now that she’s back, she’s free—free to be with me.” His words hit like a punch to the gut, stealing what little breath I have left. My vision blurs for a moment, and I grip the edge of the table to steady myself. “We’re married,” I say, hating the desperation in my tone. “We’ve been building a life together. Doesn’t that matter to you?” “Building a life?” he repeats, his voice dripping with disdain. “The only thing you’ve been building is a lie. You trapped me, Stephanie. You used drugs to manipulate me into this marriage. It was never real.”

she said. " Ava, listen to me, I know you do not trust me but I am willing to work this out. I want my gaming back, I was once married to you and I know we can always fix this" he pleaded with her as she attempted to leave. He held her back from doing so and pleaded that she stays back with him. " I know what you are trying to do. You want me to fall into your trap and make sure I never step out of it, but it is never going to work that way, do you understand?" She glared at him.

“Then can I be the one to tell Noah that I fucked you?” A smile spread on my lips. Who cares about that? When I did the same thing he had done. “If you wish to,” I said settling down close to him on the bed. “But you… have no intention of ending your relationship with Mia.” His face dared up, replaced with fear and nervousness as the shock hit him. “Save your revenge for Noah, not me!” he smirked, his face hardened. I scoffed, leaning closer to reduce the space between us. “Women stay faithful in a marriage not because they don't know how to cheat.”

“I can assure you, we always provide top-tier service. That was a mistake, we can quickly fix up something to your liking right away.” “No need for that, I’m full for the night,” William said and then turned to me. “Shall we, love?” Martin opened his mouth to say something but we were already surrounded by other business men. *********** I stepped into the restroom to freshen up. Being in the same space as my ex-husband was affecting me more than I had expected. I had always dreamed of a perfect marriage—the kind that lived up to the saying marry once, marry right. But instead, I spent five years married to a scumbag, blissfully unaware until he stripped everything from me. And now, I was wa

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.

“The private investigator said he dated her since highschool. He might have known all along.” I clutched my throbbing head. His cruel smirks, his perfectly planned manipulation, the menacing glint in his eyes whenever he looks at me. They were all his revenge. A bitter laugh clawed its way out of my throat. My chest tightened. He married me for this. To make me pay for something I didn’t do “All this time.... ” my voice cracked, my breath dragging against my chest. “He married me just to destroy me and I let him touch me. Do all those things to me.”

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.

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.”

“You’ll need to. The mission you’re about to begin won’t be easy.” “Mission?” I asked. He looked at me like I’d said something foolish. “What did you think this marriage was about?” My chest tightened. “I’ll be clear,” he said. “I’m not marrying you for love. I’m using your face to draw out the people who killed my wife, Sapphire.” My heart dropped. “You will obey every command I give you,” he continued. “If you don’t, your father will suffer. Severely.” “B-but he did nothing wrong,” I managed to mutter, but he laughed.