Revenge With My Undercover Cop Hubby Novels & Stories

Especially since I know that was in the guest room, probably texting her—probably laughing at how desperate his wife was. My fingers curled into the sheets, nails digging into it as my eyes closed briefly to block out the mental image. I couldn't just sleep with Christian and call it even. That wasn't enough. I mean, it felt so goddamn good. I never want it to end, but…this was clearly a revenge plan. If there was anything those two were afraid of losing, it was their reputation. Their face. Their pride. I wasn't going to let them have control anymore. I wasn't going to be the pathetic wife who let love walk all over me. I wasn't going to let my son grow up thinking that woman was better tha

We hung up and I kept cleaning scrubbing the floor where we had fucked on the grass earlier. The whole day replayed in my head from Clara yelling at me in lecture to the club rejection to the break in to the raw revenge sex where I took control. I sat down with the phone again reviewing the evidence. The damning parts where he confessed her controlling behavior and sexual frustrations played clear. “This could ruin her marriage if I leak it right.” But I felt conflicted too. The thrill of the revenge made me feel alive and empowered but the weight pressed on my chest. What if it backfired and she found out I fucked her husband twice? My pussy still throbbed at the thought even as worry gnawe

He was actively cheating on me — the wife who had given him five beautiful children and sacrificed her body for their family. The shower was still running. I put his phone back exactly where I found it, my mind spinning. The humiliation from earlier twisted and hardened into something sharper. Something colder. Revenge. I thought of Luca — Marco’s younger brother. The one who always looked at me a little too long during family dinners. The one whose eyes would linger on my ass when I bent over to pick up the kids’ toys. The one who had once drunkenly told me I was “the hottest woman in this entire family” while Marco was outside smoking.

My husband cheated on me. With the woman I called my sister. I should have divorced him and walked away. Instead, I made a reckless decision. If they could betray us, why couldn't we betray them? There was only one problem. The man I chose as my partner in revenge was Callan Whitfield, my husband's uncle, the most feared billionaire in the family. It was a terrible idea. But revenge was the only thing on my mind. We shared the same goal. Our revenge was supposed to be simple. Make them suffer. Make them regret betraying us. But somewhere between hatred and revenge, something far more dangerous began to grow. A desire neither of us was supposed to feel.

" Wow just wow so this is you guys are hiding from me YOUR AFFAIR" " My best friend and my husband who claimed to love me a few months back are having an affair behind my back " I clap with tears strolling down my cheeks . " J-" " When did you two even started " " That too under my nose " I question them chuckling . Suddenly something clicks …. " So this is how you take revenge ???" I question Alex . " Jade why would I-" Tears in my soul become tears in my eyes. I grabbed Alex's collar and our face was inches away" you got your revenge Mr billionaire " with that I pushed him and walked away.

“In short: I’m not obedient enough.” She rolled her eyes so hard it was audible. “And he has the audacity to say that?” I stared down at my cup, swirling it slowly, my voice softening. “I haven’t even exposed his cheating yet. But he’s somehow comfortable enough to turn around and expect me to play along, like some perfect wife-and-mother act.” Maddie clicked her tongue. “Wow…sounds like you can’t even survive a day like that. So…how’s your revenge plan coming along?”

“If you want to make him regret everything he’s done.” My pulse kicked. “Why would you help me?” “Because,” he said, his eyes locked on mine, “your husband has been a thorn in my side for years. And now, fate has handed me his greatest weakness.” I stared at him. “You mean me.” A ghost of a smile touched his lips. “Exactly.” The air between us grew thick, charged with something I didn’t want to name. He leaned in slightly, enough for me to catch the faint scent of rain and danger on his skin. “You want revenge, Mrs. Vale?”

We locked eyes and sipped wine as we stood toe to toe in his living room. "Why are you here?" he asked, running his finger down the side of my cheek and sending an electric pulse throughout my body. "My husband is fucking his coworker across town," I answered without any forethought while I pondered if this was my only reason for being here. "So this is what? Revenge?" he asked with a hint of amusement as he took a sip of his wine. "I don't know... well, yeah, I guess it's sort of revenge and sort of evening the score," I answered before taking a bigger sip of wine. He just nodded like he understood.

“Then we find her. No matter what it takes, no matter how dangerous it is. We find her, we get the truth, and we bring Julian Rutherford down.” Kian nodded, a fierce, determined look on his face—the same look he had when he was at the height of his power, unstoppable and ready to fight. “We will do it. I spent years running and hiding, trying to keep you safe. I’m done running. I’m done letting him control our lives. Now, we fight back. We take everything he built, everything he stole, everything he thinks belongs to him… and we take it all away, just like he tried to do to us.”

“Oh! Right. Of course.” She looked at me suspiciously. “Are you okay? You don't look well.” She approached and placed her hand on my forehead, checking my temperature. I forced a smile and shook my head. “I'm fine. Can you tell him I'll be there in a minute, please?” “Sure. Take your time and look good for your baby, girl.” She winked, then she stepped out of the room. My heart thumped nervously as I headed to my wardrobe and opened it. Despite my determination to pay him back, nerves racked me. It was the first time I’d ever sought revenge against someone.