Revenge For A Cheater Novels & Stories

“It really does” “I know”. Maya whispered as she rubbed my back gently. “I feel so stupid”. I admitted. “ I should have known from the moment Nate started coming home late that he was cheating. And those late-night meetings he always went to”. I pulled away from Maya's tight hug and leaned into the couch. “I want revenge so badly right now”. I murmured. “Me too”. Maya said. “I wasted five years of my life with that bastard just to get cheated on”. I murmured.

"I'll do it. I'll agree to go back to the family and cancel the wedding with Robin." A long silence stretched from the other end of the line. He didn't ask why. He just said one word. "Alright." After hanging up, I immediately called my wedding planner. "This is Isabella Moretti," I commanded. "The wedding is off. I want everything pulled. The hall, the cars, the security detail, the food, the flowers. Pull it all. Now." "Wh-what? Miss Moretti, but…" "Do as I say." I have seven days to plot my revenge. The countdown starts now: Day One.

Marcus: *When are we moving on the government files? I stared at the message. Didn't respond. Outside Adrian's office, I could hear him on the phone. His voice steady. Professional. Trying to hold everything together. *"I don't remember pulling the trigger."* I looked at the closed laptop again. And for the first time since that night two years ago, I wondered if revenge was worth it. If destroying him would bring Aurora back. Or if it would just create two monsters instead of one. The cursor blinked. Waiting.

"I'm planning revenge. And how to get my man back." "I don't understand why you want Liam so badly. He fucking cheated on you!"

“Revenge.” ‎

No matter what show I've put on, when it comes down to it, I'm not that kind of a monster. I'm nothing like Matthias Volkanov. But, at the same time, I purposely fucked her without a condom. So my desire for revenge must be stronger than my feelings of protection. They have to be because my whole intent is to exact revenge on her father. And, if sleeping with her wasn't enough, I may have put a baby in her belly. The sick, twisted part of me hopes that I did. For retribution only, though, I tell myself. It's not like I plan on having a relationship with her or, God forbid, marrying her. That would completely defeat my plan to humiliate her father.

"How are you certain that Joseph would care about her?" "Well... I believe Chloe possesses more value for manipulation than Xavia." "Can you guarantee that nothing will go wrong?" "No..." "For now, let Chloe be. Allow her to proceed with her pregnancy undisturbed, and we’ll come up with a foolproof plan in due time. Let's not forget that Xavia's pregnancy is only one month behind hers." Revenge was not merely about committing acts of violence. It was about identifying the other person's vulnerabilities, ruthlessly crushing them, and subjecting them to absolute humiliation.

“Because I know it was love.” He started touching things around the office, papers, the edge of the desk, a pen...like he owned the place. It irritated me. It felt deliberate. Like he was trying to provoke me. “You,” he said suddenly, turning toward me, “look like a vindictive woman.” I raised a brow. “After you found out about Ryan cheating and having kids outside of your marriage, you went all in on revenge. And what better way than his own brother?” My expression didn’t change, but inside, I was stunned.

I questioned, and she gave a bitter chuckle. “He cheated first,” She yelled, as the tears she was trying to hold back, fell uncontrollably. “He did what?” I asked, making a fist, I could punch his face, if was close to me, who would cheat on a goddess like her? “He has been cheating with my best friend and half-sister since we were married, I just wanted revenge and I got caught,” she said, before running into the bathroom. I felt angry at myself and Klaus, I felt like killing him, for cheating on her and making a fool of her on their renewal ceremony.

I took a deep breath, remembering every time he pissed me off, every time he had touched me without my permission, and finally the fact that he cheated on me the same day I had denied him to touch me in places I don't want to be touched in. Another deep breath, and I decided, it's his car for my heart, I swung and hit, breaking his side mirrors. 'What are you doing here,' his voice filled with annoyance, let me see his face now, trying to drive without both mirrors. Something in me shifted that moment, I have never done anything like this, never taken my revenge, never went back for payback, but look at me now, payback is a bitch, and revenge is better served cold.