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I need to get myself in check. After a few, quick breaths to calm myself, I adjusted my sitting position and then found her gaze once more. “You want revenge, right?” She still seemed confused, so, I then added. “You want to get back at that scum of your ex-fiancee and your adopted sister?” She nodded. “Of course.” Her expression hardened, eyes narrowed at the mere thought of them. “I need to pay them back for what they had put me through.”

I froze, holding my breath as he leaned back into his chair. “Do you want revenge?” he asked, his voice now sounding more serious. “Very much so,” I replied firmly. “The best revenge isn’t by berating them in public or crying at their feet. The best revenge is by standing so much higher that they can no longer touch the hem of your dress.” Rex set down his cutlery, then interlaced his fingers on the table. The sound of the waves behind us seemed to vanish, replaced by the tension that suddenly filled the air between us.

Long after he’d fallen asleep beside me in our bed, his arm draped loosely, comfortably, across my waist, I lay awake, staring out at the city lights, no longer a symbol of threat or confinement, but a horizon of endless possibilities. The Ex-Wife Seeks Revenge. The phrase, once a bitter, defining label, now felt… distant. Almost irrelevant. My revenge hadn't been about destruction. It hadn't been about tearing down those who had wronged me. It had been about rebuilding. About reclaiming my life, my power, my identity. It had been about choosing to heal, to grow, to find strength in the face of betrayal, in the face of fear. My revenge was Isabella’s laughter, AJ’s sturdy embrace, the way th

But I wasn’t done. Not yet… I swirled the glass of bourbon in my hand, the ice clinking softly. The liquid burned my throat as I drank, but the fire inside me burned hotter. Revenge. It had kept me warm all these years. I stood from behind my sleek black desk and walked to the tall window that overlooked the sparkling waters of the Mediterranean Sea. The view was perfect, but my heart wasn’t calm. Because I had decided. It was time to go back. To Skyline.

“Have you seen it? Everyone’s talking about it. She’s done, she's finished for sure and better, she's out of the picture completely!” Jessica arched a brow, keeping her expression cool despite the rush of pride swelling in her chest. “I’ve seen it,” she said, setting her phone down on the armrest. Jamie perched on the edge of the chaise, grinning like a cat that had just found a bowl of cream. “This is it, Jess. We don’t even have to lift a finger now. I've gotten my revenge against that hypocrite. And for you, well, it's clear, Aaron will never look at her the same way again and at all he'll look at her.

I hung up when she started another round of cursing. I really was setting myself up when I thought I could make this family work, wasn’t I? Now I knew better and all I wanted to do was exist by her side, with my ring on her finger and my face between her beautiful boobs. First things first, someone has to pay for putting hands on my pride and joy and I wanted a smoking hot revenge.

I copied their positions. Revenge was never this fucking glorious.

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."

“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

My heart burned with a need for revenge, my soul cloaked in darkness hence my recent obsession with black dresses. But I didn’t want to face that darkness alone. I needed him by my side. I came back to reclaim him and to bring down his mother, Victoria. The evidence against her was ready, stacked high, waiting for me to act. But with Ethan so distant, so impossible to talk to, I was tempted to move forward alone and explain later. Yet, that might make him hate me more, and I couldn’t bear that.A knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts. Only one person would come to my room this late.