The Revenge Affair Novels & Stories

The revenge he had plotted for years was on the brink of commencement. Acknowledging his ex-wife's character, Luis knew she would eventually pay a hefty sum to extricate herself from him. However, he had to execute his plan with precision, ensuring she remained unaware of his involvement to evade potential backlash from her family. Every aspect of his revenge would be meticulously orchestrated. Isabella Sardino would no longer find peace in her life, as Luis would personally ensure it. The wheel of revenge had been set in motion.

"Everything would've panned out right, Bel. It worked in my favour. I didn't want you to be around when I met Adrian." "That's the thing. I'm not meant to be a tool in your plan. It should be 'our' plan. You didn't even tell me Diavolo was there." "He was. Far across the hall, amongst the VIPs." Inhaling deeply, I pushed back my anger, a hollow feeling that I was now familiar with, taking over me. Being tossed around in this revenge game was becoming exhausting yet I had no choice. There was no use hashing it out. "Okay. Let's forget about what you did." I dismissed, turning to address the newest information.

“You let her get away with anything. This is why she dares to lie about me. And you tell me to let her get away with it?" “That's not—" I tried to defend myself, not knowing what was going on anymore. He had threatened to call the cops for assault, but suddenly it was all because of what Reva said. But he wouldn't let me speak. “Do you still want her? You still feel—" I stopped listening to his words and, for the first time since the beginning, focused on him. I watched his fury and venom. And the thought came to me, unwanted but loud enough that I couldn't ignore it. Why? He was the one who took Reva's husband and ended her marriage, not the other way around. Why did he appear so determined

In a fit of rage, she grabbed a kitchen knife and ended their lives, ultimately receiving a prison sentence. The baby was brought to me. I didn’t keep him. After all, this child was theoretically the offspring of mine and Felicity’s enemies. I’m no saint. I sent him straight to an orphanage and never intervened again. Then one night, I dreamt of Felicity. Turns out her spirit had never left. Only after I completed my revenge was she able to rest. She expressed profound gratitude for my vengeance. My eyes welled with tears as I whispered sincerely, “It should be me thanking you for giving me the chance to live again.”

“Let’s talk about the video from Mrs. Reeves that’s gone viral in the last twelve hours. She claims her daughter Diana had an affair with you, that you were pursuing her to keep her quiet, and that you’re responsible for the murders of both Diana and her younger sister Rosa. What’s your response to that?” Alfred met her eyes, kept his voice steady and sincere. “First, I want to say that my heart breaks for Mrs. Reeves. Losing two daughters in such a horrific way is unimaginable and I understand that in her grief she’s looking for someone to blame, looking for answers that make sense of a senseless tragedy. But the accusations she’s making against me are completely false. I never had an affai

"To talk. About what happened to you. About Dominic Kane and Ivy Blackwood and the spectacular way they destroyed your life in front of everyone." "I'm not interested in…" "I'm offering you revenge," Miranda interrupted smoothly. "Real revenge. The kind that will make them both suffer the way you've suffered. Are you interested or not?" Sophia should have hung up. Should have blocked the number and moved on with her life. But the word "revenge" sang in her blood like a promise. "I'm listening," she said. In his penthouse, Sebastian Thorne smiled. The pieces were all falling into place.

However, Keaton's cheating affairs with my secretary, Camilla surged deep inside, making me cold–blooded and leaving me with no choice than to act. Now, the only word that echoed in my mind is: REVENGE.

“Revenge.” “What?” “It's simple, Steph. Your life was almost ruined because of your fiancé and his secretary. Don't you want revenge on them?” He asked, his voice holding a mischievous edge and I shuddered “I do. But—” “Disappeare for two years, Stephanie. Your death certificate will be signed. Stephanie will die today. But you'll return as a different woman. As my wife.” He explained, and I froze in shock. “What?”

But I was confused how does my revenge relate to him. “Marcus Hale humiliated and divorced you,” he continued. “Fiora Ellighton my son’s ex wife destroyed your name. And Valmont watched you crumble.” My Jaw tightened. The images of the things I passed through came crashing down my mind. “Yes.” I said. “Revenge is ineffective without structure.” “And you’re offering me structure?” “I am offering alignment.” “What do you want?” I asked. He did not hesitate. “You will stay away from my son.”

Then I got out of the car and set it on fire and ran far from it then watched it explode from afar. "Very soon...I'll come for you, Vladimir. Enjoy your life as much as you can in the meantime." I walked towards the car I left there the previous day, slid into the driver's seat and drove back home with a feeling of satisfaction. I was going to finish my revenge, I was goig to end every single person who was involved in the ruination of my life and I was gonna do it in the worst ways possible. ** The Next Day I stood in front of my Target as he approached me. He just came from Australia and I was posing as his driver.