Revenge For Daddy Novels & Stories

His voice was calm, but firm. “Then why?” she whispered. “So you can get revenge,” he said, not softening. The word struck odd and hard in the hum of the party. “Get your life back.” Her breath hitched. “Why?” “Because you deserve it,” he replied. His gaze was steady, unflinching. “Because the bastard deserves everything that’s coming.” Selene’s breath caught, a surge of anger flooding through her. "What do you mean?" "He’s been playing you for years. You think he’s the man you married, but he’s not. He’s nothing more than a coward."

Elevating my company recognition to top five and providing my kids with everything they want at least, making them stop asking when they will get to meet their dad and, of course, giving the Jewel's a taste of their own medicine and bringing Nathaniel down to my feet. She wasn't back to California to find my babies daddy or get sentimental at any point i raised the babies myself, and they are four right now, so i do not need their father. Revenge, they say, is a dish best served cold... I just can't wait to get my revenge on those who made my life miserable five years ago. I was surely gonna get my revenge on the Jewel's for every single tears they made me shed. I was gonna make them shed do

I want to say it to her while she's face down over my lap. She needs the anger spanked out of her. She needs it kissed out of her, too. She's lost and I want her to feel found. It's ridiculous. Inconvenient. I'm supposed to be fucking her for revenge. To send a very nasty message to her father that we are watching Hart and we don't tolerate their attempts to learn our strategies. Any kind of ammunition thrown our way will only be used against them. I've been working my whole life to bring down her bastard father, Gerard Hale. Now is my moment.

His eyes were colder now than they had ever been before. “Victor touched my daughter,” he muttered quietly. “He crossed the line.” Darius immediately stood up even though the doctor had not finished treating him. “Where are you going?” Dante finally turned around. And for the first time— Darius saw something truly dangerous in the man’s eyes. Not obsession. Not jealousy. But the fury of a father. “I’m going to stop Victor.” Then, without waiting for anyone to respond, Dante walked straight out of the house. “Dante!” Aurora called reflexively.

No words could describe how much I was grieving. My dad kneeled down and cried like a river. My brother silently sobbed and punched the floor. Everyone was quiet, and sobs just filled the whole place. Until my father changed into his wolf form and howled a cry in the air. It was followed by my brother; the remaining men and women survivors changed into their wolf forms and howled crying. Hours passed, and I was still crying. I wanted to breathe fresh air but knew that as long as my brother was awake, he wouldn't let me. On the other hand, my father is being treated right now for all of his bruises. His body was filled with scratches and blood.

Or could it be rooted in genuine paternal concern and love, wishing to shield his son from harm? Various thoughts raced through Justin's mind. He couldn't be held accountable, having never experienced that paternal affection, the protective love fathers typically harbor for their children. Recalling his father's question, Justin carefully crafted a response, "If I knew the identity of those who sent assassins after me, they'd be dealt with already. I genuinely have no clue, father," he lied. Revealing the culprit to his father would jeopardize Justin's quest for revenge, and that was a secret he wasn't willing to disclose.

I feel myself get wetter as I watch his bulge get bigger. A teasing smile grzes my lips as I watch with satisfaction how he's fighting hard not to hold me. His palm is fisted, his veins are almost popping from his neck as he starts to tap his left foot on the ground nervously. "Daddy", I mouth as I look into his lust filled eyes. It must be so hard for him to be fighting so hard to hold back But it was also hard for me when I watched him fuck his secretary. So he could take this as my revenge.he should also hold back and be teased even though it's the least suffering he would have to endure.

"It just feels heavy. Seeing him sweat today didn't give me my old life back, it didn't bring my dad back. It just reminded me of how broken everything is." "Revenge is never pretty," Alessandro said gently. He rested his elbows on his knees, leaning closer to me. "People who say revenge is sweet have never actually taken it. It is an ugly, dirty business. It leaves a bad taste in your mouth. But sometimes, Chiara, it is the only way to clean the slate. You are cutting a rotten piece out of your life. It is going to hurt, and it is going to feel heavy but once he is gone, you can finally breathe again." He understood… he actually understood the dark place my mind was in, and he didn't judge

His eyes burned with hate and he clenched his fist. Everything in this life has a specific time for payback. The time for Francesco to get punished for his sins has come. My father who I took as my whole life, the one I depended solely on was killed by Francesco and no other person. I was also turned to a killer by this very man and I was his oral sex slave. The only thing that remains now is vengeance. I have found you. I am taming you and I would also destroy you, Francesco Dante. I will also let you know the pain of separating a father from a daughter.

"Until Christopher asked me to find out about Nicole. You know I was overwhelmed with the coincidence. And at that moment I realized the wounds buried in my heart were being dug up for a reason. I knew I was going to have a taste of my revenge." Max snaps his eyes at me and then shrugs. "And when I got everyone exactly where I wanted, I knew this was it. This was my time." The sadness in his eyes is gone, and all that I could see now is a gleam of burning vengeance. "What can be more amazing than to have your daughter get killed here right in front of your eyes?" "Maximus, no..." my dad protests, trying to free himself.