Revenge Has Her Face Novels & Stories

"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.

I knew who it was before I looked up. Chase. He hadn’t stayed here last night. Why was he back now? “Stand still.” I stepped into the shadows, avoiding the light. “What is it?” He narrowed his eyes and marched over, gripping my shoulders firmly. “What happened to your face?” His aura—too powerful, too close—made it hard to breathe. “I—I fell.” “You fell?” His voice was sharp. “Where were you? It's almost dawn!” He tightened his grip. His presence was suffocating—his black silk pajama doing nothing to soften the menace in his eyes.

He asked again in a very serious tone. “Kind of.” I honestly answered. It’s true. But the feeling of getting betrayed was far greater than the love I am feeling. I remembered the sick expression he have when he pushed me off the rooftop and how he shows no remorse after. That scene was engraved in my head and my heart. “Will you be taking revenge then?” “You ask a lot of questions.” I rolled my eyes and tucked some hair behind my ear. I heard him chuckle. “You want to learn from me to take revenge right?” He muttered in a low tone.

He calmed me down by patting my back and told me that everything will be okay now. "You did a good job." He said as he caressed my head. I started to calm down and get myself together. He helped me wash the blood from my hands. "She killed your mom.. this is the best revenge." He said and I nodded. He wiped my tears and smiled. He pulled me out from the toilet and gave me a towel to dry my hands. I saw Valerie's body got thrown into the fire and my dad dragged me away. I saw his man busy cleaning the blood stains on the ground and I sighed. I tried to calm mysef down when my dad gave me a new set of clothes.

Now, the two lovers set fire to the company building that has caused them so much suffering. Fransisca felt a mixture of happiness and sadness. On the one hand, she felt very happy because she had finally succeeded in taking revenge and freed herself from the shame and sadness she had felt all this time. However, on the other hand, she felt sad because she realized that her actions would have a bad impact on Miss Veronica and also Mr. Alexander. However, despite all that, Fransisca felt happy because there was nothing that made her feel embarrassed or sad anymore

She had to tolerate for Mrs Smith's sake and for the fact that she still has a long way to go in this organization so she can be able to take revenge. She picked up the phone and was thrilled to bone marrow. Her eyes widened, her mouth fell loose and she shivered. How did he get to see the sex video? "What? Do you understand now? Oh, you finally lost your voice, huh? Talk to me you slut!" He barked, Sophia rose immediately and gave him the shock of his life. A slap across the face and he saw stars, "don't you dare insult me you animal! Yes, this is me, so what? Are you a saint? You are the one that did this to me and you have the guts to call me a slut!" She yelled at him.

I also had to work very hard to get those mafias to spare my life. “Bastard, I will definitely kill you.” With that, Duane left with an angry face. I guess he's planning to get his revenge on me in the most painful way, so I have to leave the factory as soon as possible. At least in another area, he wouldn't dare kill people. But when Alva wasn't here, PSS wouldn't let me go anywhere else, so I tried to stay away from Duane, thinking that would make the hatred in his heart subside. But on the contrary, Duane thought I looked down on him, he almost killed me.

Anger rose within her. She found herself storming up to them, kicking at them in an out-of-control manner, enjoying their screams, the commotion, the blows she rained on Queen who had given her the expo, her fear-filled eyes as she stamped her feet on her heavily made-up face, bashing it and drawing blood as her face was disfigured. Boma's brain slowed down, reminding her that she had just been imagining the revenge scenario. She didn't think she could ever be that brutal.

Then I got out of the car and set it on fire and ran far from it then watched it explode from afar. "Very soon...I'll come for you, Vladimir. Enjoy your life as much as you can in the meantime." I walked towards the car I left there the previous day, slid into the driver's seat and drove back home with a feeling of satisfaction. I was going to finish my revenge, I was goig to end every single person who was involved in the ruination of my life and I was gonna do it in the worst ways possible. ** The Next Day I stood in front of my Target as he approached me. He just came from Australia and I was posing as his driver.

I screamed at him as soon as I barged in, he removed his glasses and looked at me with a calm smirk. "I asked you something." "Well I don't think I did something wrong so I don't find it necessary to answer you." he said standing up and coming near me. "Wrong? Everything is wrong. Do you know how much difficulty I had to undertake so that my new name could be created? At least do you know what will be the complications of this absurdity?" I asked him and I am sure he can see the fumes coming out of my years. "Revenge is sweet, senorita."