Revenge From Ex Novels & Stories

August would never touch his younger brother's ex-fiancée. I stood up from my chair and walked deliberately around the side of my desk, closing the distance between us. August watched me approach, his posture rigid. “Are you always this angry when you visit women at work?” I asked softly. His expression didn't yield an inch. “Only when they’re manufacturing a public-relations crisis for my firm.” “Careful,” I whispered, stepping into his space. “Keep showing up here unannounced and people might start to think we’re having an affair.”

She only felt excited. It was precisely what she wanted! She wanted to see him frustrated and angry. If it were possible, she wanted to break him! She wanted him to feel all the pain and suffering he inflicted on her four years ago! Even after Kendrick tortured and sullied her, she was still riding the high of her successful revenge. Realizing she still couldn't stand up after multiple tries, Samantha gave up and lay on the ground motionlessly.

"What aren't you telling me?" "Smart girl." His smile turned predatory. "There's someone I need to make jealous. Someone who chose money over me five years ago and is about to find out what a mistake that was." "Your ex." "My ex-fiancée. She's marrying her hedge fund prince next month, and I intend to be there with the most stunning woman in New York on my arm." "So this is about revenge." "This is about justice." His eyes hardened. "She destroyed my family for a better stock portfolio. I'm simply returning the favor."

Let the weight of that sink in. "So I did what any mother would do. I fought back. I rebuilt. I created a new company. I exposed his crimes. I got my daughter back. And I destroyed everyone who'd tried to destroy me. My ex-husband went to prison. His business partners went to prison. Everyone who hurt me faced consequences." Another pause. "And you know what? It felt good. Watching my enemies fall. Seeing them lose everything like they'd made me lose everything. There's something dark and satisfying about revenge. Something that feels like justice."

“Revenge.” Her eyes widened. “Revenge?” she repeated softly. I nodded. “Mhm. I could help you get revenge on your ex-husband for everything he did to you.” She just stared at me silently for a long time. Then she looked away, her voice trembling as she spoke. “No,” she said. “I don’t want that. I don’t want anything to do with him. I don’t want revenge. I just want to move on from this.”

“I really am loving this new side of you, gorgeous. It is sexy and feisty. I was used to you being reserved and quiet. Your confidence is sexy as hell. I don’t doubt that you are going to make my brother regret everything he did to you. “Me too! I am done with allowing people to walk all over me and take what they want.” “Good for you, Serena and rightly so after what he put you through.” “Anyway, enough about the past.” “Whatever you want, sweetness. I am yours to use in any way you please.” he says. If we continue to dwell too much on the past, then too many questions will be asked, and I am not here to answer them. I am not here to think about the past. I am here for my revenge, and I pla

She paused, taking a deep breath to steady her emotions, as she could feel herself becoming increasingly agitated. "I mean, we're both aware that I hurt you deeply, and we both know how much you loved me. Just a few days ago, while you were in the hospital, I ended our relationship. I'm sure that must have been devastating for you, and maybe you decided to seek revenge," Nicholas explained. Jessica let out a long sigh, her patience wearing thin. Nicholas continued, "I understand the situation, and I forgive you for whatever you might have done, but right now, I need your assistance."

This time, I didn't resist "You're getting a divorce?" "Yes. Lucien is kicking me out of his life." I sigh, trying to fight the tears in my eyes. "It's only a matter of days before I'll be thrown out into the street with nothing." "With nothing?" His grip tightened on me. I could tell he was upset. Why does he care? "Surely you should have some compensation of some sort, considering the fact that your skunk of a husband cheats on you." "I can't get anything because I went into the marriage blinded by love!" I lashed. The silence resumed between us. A tear rolled down my cheek, and I quickly wiped it off, hoping he didn't see it. He did. His gaze softened on me.

The man interrupted her and asked in a muffled voice, “Did I scare you?” “Sort of.” “Don’t be afraid. I will be good to you,” The man said, seeming to have sobered up a little. He took a deep breath and continued in a deep voice, “Do you want to take revenge?” “What?” Estelle was stunned. “Do you want revenge on your ex-husband who made you heartbroken, his mistress, and your cold-blooded Uncle who caused your mother’s serious illness?” Estelle did want to take revenge on them.

She had been the only person who stayed beside him when everyone else began turning away. And after she disappeared— not a single trace of her had ever truly been found. “I don’t believe you,” Dante said coldly. Victor chuckled softly as he slowly got back to his feet. “But you’re curious.” Dante said nothing. Because the most infuriating part— was that Victor was right. “What proof do you have?” Dante finally asked. Victor took out a handkerchief and calmly wiped the blood from his face. “Peter wanted revenge on anyone who ever touched Aurora.”