Trapped In A Marriage Fueled By Revenge Novels & Stories

"Elena sends her congratulations too. She wanted to come, but her clinic couldn't spare her this week. She made me promise to send pictures." I found myself, watching my family gathered around Jolene, genuinely overwhelmed by how far all of us had traveled from the cold, fractured people we'd been at the start of this marriage, Rebecca's careful cruelty, Hailey's practiced boredom, Victor's suspicious distance, myself locked entirely behind managed silence instead of honest feeling. Rebecca pulled me aside later that evening, once the initial celebration had settled into quieter conversation over dinner, something careful in her expression that told me she had more to say than she'd offered

And for the first time since we married, I saw something flicker in his eyes. Pain. Real, sharp, heavy pain. Then it was gone. Just like that. He let go of my wrist and walked away. They said marriage changes people. But I don’t think it changed us. It just revealed the parts we were too good at hiding. Me? I learned how to disappear while smiling. How to laugh with a bruised heart. Koven? He learned how to destroy people without ever lifting a finger. I didn’t know it yet, but I was standing on the edge of something far bigger than a scandal.

Legalese, provisions, timelines. "It's real," he stated flatly. "I don't get it," she whispered. "Why me?" Caelan paused. Then sat across from her, his elbows on his knees. "Three reasons," he replied. "First, I have to be married by the end of this quarter. It's part of a trust I'm trying to access—one that will decide the fate of a very big merger." Elira blinked. "And…?" "Second, I require someone who isn't a socialite, or in the tabloids, or trying to make it to the top of my world. You're clean. Invisible. Private."

"Marie, please don't bring up divorce again. You're Alain's one and only love." "What, playing the long game now?" I retorted, biting back the pain. "Didn't you ask him to divorce me and marry you? Now that you can finally take my place, you want to give up? Drop the act." Her face paled. "No, I never thought that way." Mid-sentence, she swayed and passed out. Alain reacted quickly, catching her just in time. His pupils contracted in alarm as he lifted her into his arms. "Mom!" Jonathan cried out.

He had returned to the woman he truly loved. At that thought, her tears flowed endlessly. “If this is the only way for you to forgive me, my love, then I will do it. I will savor this pain until the day I die. I just hope… someday… you’ll forgive me, even if I have no assurance that you ever will,” she whispered to the empty air. Because the person she wanted to say those words to was already gone. “Marriage was supposed to be about love, trust, and building a life together.” That was always Suzy’s answer whenever someone asked her about marriage.

Kenny replied. "Okay, thank you, Uncle Kenny," Liora said. With that, Kenny departed. Liora glanced at Chester and Isaac, who were seated nearby. Chester appeared composed, but Isaac gazed at the door with sorrow. Taking a seat, Liora asked Isaac, "What's on your mind?" "Lia, why did the man become enraged and murder his wife and daughter over an affair?" Isaac questioned. Liora leaned against her chair. "Self-conceited individuals often deflect blame for their errors onto others. What purpose does marriage serve? It's merely two individuals coming together to lead ordinary lives.

"You drive me crazy, Sekani. To the point of madness. I am barely able to control myself around you but I know it's best if I take a step back." "I'm sorry it's this way," I apologized, meaning it. I wanted things to be perfect. I wanted things to be good between us but how could I do that when the sole reason for this contract marriage was revenge? "I wish things would turn out differently. Maybe we wouldn't be here today." His face fell further and like he remembered a moment in the past, he nodded. "You're right," He chuckled. "Had Simone not died, we would have been together by now. Probably married and with kids."

"....and this how he repays me for loving him with all my heart. If you've ever been in love, you'll understand me better." Mary stood from her crouched position. "Hey c'mon don't try to gaslight me just because I'm trying to make you feel better," Mary said. She knew Mia was right. At thirty two, she had had four failed marriages already and was still looking to get married again. "I'm sorry," Mia sniffed, realizing that she might have been too hard on Mary. "It's okay. What do you say we chill at my place this evening to relieve you? You look stressed out." Mary said.

“You agreed to the terms, and now you’re bound by them. Our marriage will last for three years, whether you like it or not. After that, you’re free to go your own way. But until then, you’re mine.” Furina felt like the walls were closing in around her, her heart pounding in her chest as the full weight of her situation became clear. She was trapped in a marriage with a man who had manipulated her from the start, who had orchestrated her father’s suffering to serve his own twisted goals. And now, with the threat of a debt she could never repay hanging over her head, there was no way out. “Why are you doing this to me?” Furina asked, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and anger. “What did

He had overheard his parents speaking in hushed tones after Sebastian arrest about it, shocking him as well. Kaira laughed bitterly, realization dawning on her, “It was only about getting back at me wasn’t it?” She asked with venom. “This marriage was all about getting revenge on my family. You never loved me, it was all about the revenge for you.” She yelled angrily, pulling on his shirt but he didn’t react and just let her do as she wanted. “Kaira, please—“ Older Mr Ashford began, walking closer to her but she cut him off.