Revenge：divorce Sparks Unexpected Desires Novels & Stories

me: " if you are Hayden LI.. and the great business man.. then why did you joined as my father assistant and married me.. " Hayden: " oh you want answer.. ask your dad.. oh I just forgot to say.. from now onwards you won't go out of here... fine let me tell me.. I just joined your father company.. to take my revenge... " Listening to this, I felt like my world collapsed... ' revenge... what revenge...!!!!'

I despised Mirabel with every fiber of my soul. But revenge... Revenge is a dish best served cold. I called my lawyer to prepare the divorce papers, then went home—quietly, straight to my bedroom. I lay in the silence of my cold, empty bed, staring at the ceiling. A whole fucking year was gone in my misery, wasted chasing illusions. A pup that never existed. A marriage built on lies. A fake power bought with betrayal. I gave up my fated mate… for this. And yet—beneath the rage, beneath the disgust clawing at my chest like a feral animal, there was something else.

Ariana's POV I was just getting started. The same way they were shocked about my return, that was how my next move was going to throw them off balance. The plan is simple. Get Isabella and break her against her will. Then, I will fold my hands and watch her carefully constructed empire fall apart. It sounded so easy as I thought of it but nothing about this felt simple to execute. Despite the revenge I was planning against these folks, the memories of Zayde and everything we had kept haunting me like a ghost when I least expected it.

Her boss is willing to accept her commission and help her get a divorce. Thinking of this, Maya not only recovers from the collapse, but even feels faintly excited. She let go of her malice, wondering if Jason would be shocked and angry when he received the lawyer's letter. Will he be more irritable than before? Will he call and curse? What would happen to him if she hung up the phone when he called to yell? This is probably the thrill of revenge. No wonder there are always people who are obsessed with all kinds of film and television and literary works.

“He’s not only going to get divorced at the end of this, but he also won’t even have his freedom. It’s going to be taken away from him just like he did mine.” Marcus nods slowly. “That’s my girl. I promised you he would pay. And I won’t rest until you have your revenge.” “And neither will I,” I say. He grins. “Well, seems like you’re finally a single lady,” he teases. “Well… not really,” I smile. “I’m divorced.....but taken.” “That’s right, precious,” he says before kissing me. * We spend the whole day away from the city. Laughing. Walking. Breathing..... Living. The next day, we fly back. When we walk inside the house, I stop.

"The power is yours. You want a divorce, the papers will be signed. You want to go back to New York, my jet is yours. You want to stay..." "What happens if I stay?" His green eyes stared into mine. "Then I'll spend the rest of my life making you happy." My heart hammered in my chest. "This is crazy." "The best revenge always is," Dante said, stepping back to give me space. "The choice is yours." I turned and walked to the window. Chicago spread out beneath me. The city that saw my pain would now see my revenge. Vince was out there somewhere, maybe with Sophia, maybe getting ready for his big meeting.

“This is getting out of hand Olivia. Whoever burned down our warehouse might be the same person attacking the Jones family now. The Jones might not be our enemy at the moment but someone else who wants to make it look like they are.” He could be right, but what would that person’s end game be? Nick and I were divorced, and I had nothing to do with him. hell, I didn’t even have business dealings with them. “If that is the case then what could be the reason for pinning us against each other?” he shrugged. I sat back, maybe I didn’t think this revenge thing clearly. It seemed to bring us more trouble than it was worth. I wanted a peaceful life with my son and if I continued to pursue revenge. I

"It's all your fault. That Habbab is about to die is your fault, do you hear me? I'm going to make you pay." "My fault?" I stand up to face that crazy woman. "You were the ones who came into my life through lies and tares. I never asked for that man to marry me and then leave me. None of this is my fault, and all this time you knew the truth and didn't say a word. You are a coward." "You don't know anything about cowardice, you don't know who I am and what I've had to suffer since Habbab started this whole revenge thing. You married my..."

I am not sure I want his love because I am not the right girl for him but I want him to forgive me if not today then sometime in future. "Your silence confirms my doubts Amelia." "What doubts?" I asked Nick confused. "Nothing for you to know sweet pea. Just keep this in your mind that he forgave you the day he came out of coma but the death of his brother filled his heart with hatred and desire for revenge." "Sean was in coma?" Oh god if I knew I wouldn't have left Manhattan. I want to comment on ‘sweet pea’ but didn’t. "Is that all you gathered from what I said?"

The car purred to life, and we pulled away from the estate, leaving the chaos and humiliation behind. In the backseat, I stared out the window, the city lights blurring as we sped through the streets. I should have felt relieved to be away from it all, but instead, I felt… unsettled. “Do you know the best way to get revenge on someone like him?” Dominic’s voice broke through my thoughts. I turned to him, blinking. “What?” He leaned back in his seat, his smirk playful yet calculating. “Alias. Do you know the best way to make him regret every single thing he did to you?”