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Controlling myself was incredibly torturous, but I climbed off the bed and pulled my pants back up. Confusion crossed her features as she sat up. “What—what—” she stuttered. “Let’s call it revenge,” I smirked, as I turned around and walked out of the room. *** ALMA What was I even thinking when I willingly admitted that I wanted him? Embarrassment washed over me when he coldly stopped and declared it revenge. Rage and the desire to run after him blasted through me as I watched him walk out of the room. Fuck, this man was the bane of my existence. I wanted him just as much as I hated him. I had promised never to allow him to touch me again, but I melted in his arms the moment his grey eyes pi

"That doesn't matter. You carry the Vaughn name. You benefit from what Marcus built with blood and betrayal. The son pays for the father's sins. That's how this works." "That's not justice. That's just more violence." "Call it what you want. The Vaughn empire falls. That's non-negotiable." Elara speaks for the first time. "Revenge only breeds more revenge. It never ends." Lorenzo looks at her with genuine interest. "Spoken like someone who knows. Tell me, Mrs. Vaughn, what do you know about revenge?" Kieran shoots her a warning look. But Elara ignores it. "I know what it's like to want someone to suffer for what they did to you. To plan their destruction for years. To sacrifice everything to

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."

He said each word with an emphasis that made her face burn. - W-well… – she gasped, closing her hands into fists on the table, to try to control her reactions – What if… What if Liam and Suzan aren't affected? That's what revenge is about, isn't it? - Oh, they will, don't worry. – although her posture as a whole remained unchanged, she could see that dangerous and infuriated gleam in the green eyes – After so many years in this industry, I met many people like them. When they consider someone inferior, they simply cannot bear to see them succeed in any way. Foster and Newton believe they have destroyed it. That whenever you see them you'll feel like you're nothing. But let's show them otherw

His Dad had cut his holiday short because of this and he was sent back to london. "By the time Mummy came out of Jail, she wasn't preganant and we didn't see any baby. We were told she had a still birth due to stress. That was when we all made our decusion to revenge. We wanted Revenge by all means and f it was going to take a billion years to get an opportunity and give our sweet vengence, we would wait" "As time grew, and as I grew I decided to leave it for God. God is the only one authorised to Revenge but you see Laura and Mum. They would never do that. They would never."

“Amelia “ Williams called with his hands in his pocket . “If I were you will , I am going to run or even still kill myself because right now, I am more richer and have more power than you , I am back and this time I would not show any mercy , all those who had caused me pain would suffer “ “ if I were you Santiago, I would kill myself because what’s coming , I wouldn't be able to hold it . You don’t know when I would hit you so bad . When she finished speaking , she turned , she was satisfied with the lols that he had on . She wasn’t going to back down , this was just the beginning of her revenge , it was more like the tip of an iceberg.

Chapter 7: Revenge is a dish best served cold In this part of my story, I made a decision that was fueled by hatred and the spirit of revenge. I'll admit, I'm not proud of what I did—or maybe I am. After all, Penelope and her gang had it coming. They deserved every ounce of the retribution I served up to them on a silver platter. And sure, some might argue that my actions were extreme, but compared to the years of torment and anguish they had inflicted upon me, it was nothing short of poetic justice.

In remembrance! In remembrance! Lord Nox, the God of War, succumbed to the siege by the Ten Nations and perished in the treacherous Ocean of Death. The battleground witnessed not only the staining of azure waters but also a sea adorned with lifeless forms, as Lord Nox, with unmatched prowess, faced and conquered the formidable lions of the Ten Nations.Contrary to popular belief attributing Lord Nox's demise to the collective might of the Ten Nations, the truth unfolds that the one responsible for extinguishing his life was none other than the woman who held the deepest place in his heart.In the passage of time, Nox Greenshade stood atop the towering peaks, gazing upon the vast expanse below

She tried to keep herself awake but remembering the reason why she was doing this. Revenge. It seemed like a futile thing when she got herself roped into these situations. Her words to Cody months ago echoed in her mind. It wasn’t the same. Cody had been going for no reason at all—risking his life for a cause that would never come true. She was doing it for a reason. May and April were in the slave trade. She needed to find them. The only way that she knew was to get to the heart of the slave trade. Getting roped into it herself hadn’t been part of the plan, but she supposed it would make it easier to find them. Being on the inside wouldn’t be helpful entirely, but she was counting on moving

I thought I could redeem my action by apologizing and end the hatred he must have kept. But, too late, he lifted it to meet me for a second with a serious face. “Revenge.” “I see.” I hummed, curling my lips upward hollowly. “If you ever feel like putting us equal and end this, you can slap me back. I won’t mind.” I sighed, fidgeting my fingers around my dress, feeling a strange clench in my heart. “I don’t hit people.” He mumbled, rolling his eyes off. “What are you going to do for the sake of it then?” I asked, curious to know if it wasn’t an eye for an eye then what could it be.