Revenge In Romeo And Juliet นิยาย & เรื่องราว

And why did he want me to find out about her? A terrifying thought crossed my mind. Was she another one of Sabrina’s victims? Julian leaned against the fridge, one leg crossed over the other as he drank, his gaze steady on me. “What are you playing at?” My voice was sharper now as suspicion creeped in. He had helped me once —but why? What was he after? He set the glass cup down and met my eyes. “Revenge.” His word was simple, cold, and absolute, and I barely had time to process before he continued.

While the desire for vengeance still simmered beneath the surface, he learned to channel that energy into advocacy—organizing community forums, raising awareness about the injustices faced by families like his, and empowering others to join the fight for truth and accountability. Through this process, Alex discovered a profound truth: that while the quest for revenge could be intoxicating, the path of healing and justice was far more fulfilling. By focusing on collective action and solidarity, he not only honored his parents’ legacy but also forged deeper connections with those who stood by him. Revenge, he realized, was a solitary endeavor that ultimately led to isolation; justice, on the o

Meanwhile, their gazes toward Arnold and Elaine were filled with unadulterated contempt and anger. Arnold staggered slightly, almost unable to stand. He pointed at my phone and hysterically screamed, "Nonsense! You hired someone to stage this! You'll stop at nothing for revenge, Whitney!" Elaine snapped back to her senses and started crying in his arms. "I knew she won't let us off, Arnold. She's trying to ruin us and Linda!" I coldly watched their act, unbothered to even speak. Their excuses were pointless when the facts were right in front of everyone.

“Can't you see their kindness? I know you're disappointed but just a little bit I need your mercy for my parents as well as me. I don't care what the reason is, I will protect what I can protect. If doing so can hurt you or even hurt me.” Alexander chuckled. He looked at Kimbeerly who continued to cry while he smiled victoriously. Kimbeerly is the stupidest woman. Alexander admits that Kimbeerly is good and honest, but Alexander will not stop the plan he has been planning for a long time. This revenge must end with her winning, not Jeremy winning again. Life must be repaid with life and blood must also be repaid with blood. There is no mercy in this plan nor will there be a chance to make am

Juliet continued, “You see, dear boy, your father made many enemies. And many… mistakes.” Elena felt Damian stiffen beside her. Juliet smiled wider. “Including ruining my family’s business fifteen years ago. I lost everything because of your father’s schemes. And do you know what hurt the most? Watching you grow richer while my daughter learned to fight for scraps.” Elena whispered, “So this is revenge.” Juliet looked at her coolly. “This is justice.” Damian stared at her. “Your daughter manipulated me, lied to me, trapped me—”

He should have perished alongside his parents, leaving Vincent free to claim the power and position he so desired. But now, instead of wielding power, he was a shadow, skulking on the edges of the pack, watching as his nephew basked in the glory that should have been his. It was infuriating. And it filled him with a burning desire for revenge. As the night wore on, Vincent's mind churned with dark thoughts and plans. He would find a way to rectify his mistake. He would make sure Romeo paid for his defiance, for surviving when he should have died. The thought gave him a grim sense of satisfaction, a promise of future retribution.

Romeo sat behind a massive oak desk, lit by the morning sun. "Sit, Emmanuella," he said, not looking up from a folder. She sat, her hands folded in her lap to hide their slight tremble. "You said you’d teach me how to get revenge. Why? Matthew is your man. Why help me destroy him?" Romeo closed the folder and looked at her. His gray eyes were as sharp as a blade. "Matthew is a traitor. He stole from me, then tried to use you as a bargaining chip to buy his way back into my good graces. I don't tolerate thieves, and I despise men who play games with me."

Romeo asked I sighed, hugging myself. "Honestly, I don't know. I want to - nevermind. I need more time" "He said there's no much time. Raniero Clan would soon merge with two more Clan and that means more power. It would be too late" Romeo explained What if I don't want to take revenge anymore and let bygones be bygones? My revenge would clearly hurt Julian and ... I don't think I want to hurt him. He's been nothing but sweet and caring.

He thought about her words, her promises to help him exact revenge on Aurelio Rexton's grip on the glass tightened, his knuckles white with tension. "I'll get my chance," he whispered, his voice dripping with venom. "And when I do, Aurelio will pay for what he's done,if not for anything for everything I’ve lost these past years, he’s dearly going to pay." The whiskey glass shattered on the floor, a stark reminder of the fragility of life and the depth of Rexton's anger. He rose from the couch, his eyes blazing with determination, his heart consumed by an unquenchable thirst for revenge.

Julia's voice was cold, void of any emotions, it astonished me to see how insensitive she was, "You know I can sacrifice anything to take my revenge." Despite everything she did, not even a drop of guilt brushed past her. "What revenge? What kind of revenge is this that requires you to ruin your own children's lives? What kind of satisfaction do you wish to seek from it?!" Celine shouted out loud, unshed tears glistened in her eyes. "Don't ask her, Celine," Vincent sighed, " She doesn't have the answer." "No, I do." Julia suddenly spoke, as the silence began stretching across the room, "You want to know what kind of satisfaction I look for? I'll show you." And before any of us could notice i