Revenge Marriage Novels & Stories

He leaned back in his seat after speaking with so much authority and sincerity, he looked genuinely so attractive as he spoke. I cleared my throat, rubbing my glossy pink lips together, “Thank you but how?” “How what?” He smirked, and I rolled my eyes at the shift in his mood. “To get your revenge and to help you in getting every single thing back,……” He trailed off as if there was an inaudible drum roll waiting for him to finish speaking. “We are going to have to get married.” He suggested but not in a suggestive tone, it was like a ritual that had to take place and I couldn’t help but look at him with wide eyes.

"I hate you and I hate this fucking marraige. You want to make this marraige work right? Well my aim is to make this marriage fail and become hell for you. I will be that stumbling block to your every move. I do not care if you see me as the villain. I do not give two fucks about it. But since you wholeheartedly and stupidly accepted to marry me all because of my wealth and a chance to be known as a wife, I will make sure I show how much of a hell you are now trapped in. Only then will I get my revenge" "Revenge for what?" I cried out, severe pain and heartwrenching grief gripping on to me. "For choosing to marry me Arianna! The ball was in your court.

When he came back to her, he had an envelope in his hand and handed it to her. “What is this?” Aria asked as she stared at the envelope. “A marriage contract,” he told her, “I need you to get married to me and be my wife and then I'll help you get revenge against your ex-husband. That way we both get what we want.” Aria's gaze was fixated on the envelope. Contract marriage?, she questioned herself. This could be the answer she needed right now. A revenge that would put her ex-husband in the worse of all places. She wants to make him feel so miserable, just as he has made her feel.

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.

In my head! The plan was simple. The moment I saw him by the road, I had decided to get back at Matteo for cheating on me with my best friend. I just wanted to hurt him back but now I'm just feeling shifty about the whole thing. Fuck. That was just the first step. Now that I know that Matteo will marry me only for my power and then body shame me and neglect me through out our marriage and then fuck my best friend behind my back, he is never getting his filthy hands on my influence.

And what touched her the most—a letter. “He forgave me… thank you, Lord,” she said tearfully as she looked up and silently thanked heaven. She grabbed utensils but decided to read the letter first. Her eyes sparkled with hope as she opened it. Only for that hope to shatter. Dear Suzy, Just like I said, you will regret asking for my forgiveness. No matter what happens, I will never give you what you’re asking for. Suffer every day and pay for what you did. Fill out the marriage certificate that my family’s lawyer will bring. If you’re truly sincere in asking for forgiveness, sign it and endure the consequences. You need to remember everything and savor the pain, that way, I will think if I ca

I could tell from the clench in his jaw that he was angry. I could only hope his anger was directed at his father. “Jake, you only get everything if you get married to Jolene tomorrow, a contract marriage. Give it a year, if after one year, you’re sure you want to leave, then you can get a divorce. It’s impromptu, I know, but I can’t give you time to talk yourself out of it, now can I?” I shook my head, swallowing as Jake shot to his feet. “I don’t want it! I don’t freaking want any fortune that’ll dictate how I live my freaking life!” He snapped.

“Isn’t that your name boldly written at the bottom there, or isn’t that your signature?” “You Vermin!” Laura stepped in front of me, facing Elizabeth. “Haven’t you done enough?” It’s clear that you forged her signature on those documents.” Elizabeth scoffed as she laughed out loud. “And why would I do that? Elaine is a thief and a criminal,” she hissed. I rubbed my temples as the frustration kicked in, hitting me hard. My quest for revenge had died the minute I married Steve; it had slowly dwindled into self-discovery and emotional attachment.

He knew he had no choice if he wanted to have what he was doing all this for - betraying his own flesh and blood for. "Alright." He sighed again. "I guess that's fair." "Good." "We are still going to work on our marriage right?" He asked, sounding scared that I might say no to that as well. Oh trust me, buddy. I want to drop you like a hot potato the moment your friend declares the divorce 'granted'. But it is imperative that we get married for the revenge that I am planning for you. I nodded. "Yes, we will get married as soon as the divorce is granted." And then I will trap you in such a mess that you will wish that you had stayed away from me and my daughter.

I walked way feeling happy. Olivia rushed into that marriage with Marcus, and she was starting to see it now. That Marcus she married was not the boy she knew back in high school; this was a businessman with skeletons in his closet just like the rest of us. Fortunately, he can’t hide who he really is forever.