Woman Scorned Movies の小説・ストーリー

I hadn't even taken a bite of cake before my worst nightmare found me. "Alessia! You lying bitch!" Bianca and my stepmother, Genevieve, stormed up to me. Bianca's eyes raked over my dress like knives, her face twisted with jealousy. "Why didn't you tell me the Don wasn't disfigured? This was supposed to be my place!" She grabbed my wrist, her nails digging into my skin so hard I hissed in pain. "You worthless thing. What right do you have to stand next to him? You go to the Don right now and tell him you're giving your position back to me! I'm the only one who deserves him!"

Raphael and Aidan had no choice left to just follow him but the scene greeted them outside the VIP section made them lose their composure. There in the middle of the dance floor were standing Sage and Jes wearing micro-mini skirts paired with tops that left a little to nothing for imaginations. With their wild hair, they perfectly fit the description of wild women the waiter had described. Raphael, Aidan and Lucas watched them with an open mouth~ Sage was hooting while Jes was scaring guards with the raccoon that she was holding in her hands. The first thing that came into Raphael's mind was that from where in hell she had gotten that thing?

The woman voiced out. Munawarrah sighed, "I've been addressed worst, slut, manipulative, cheap whore, husband snatcher... May I go on?" "You really are shameless" Amal said staring viciously at Muna. "I would've offered you something to drink but, seeing as you didn't have the simple courtesy to act classy, why then should I treat you like someone with class?" "Says the woman who has warmed the bed of too many men to be able to count so as to land her in this position."

Kimi’s room was similar. “So,” Rose started before I interrupted her. “Horror movie marathon! Classics like Halloween, Pet Sematary, and Friday the 13th!” The girls looked at me as if I’d grown an extra head. I knew they hated horror films, but I had to try. Rose tapped her elegant finger the color of cinnamon on her luscious lips. “I was thinking more along the lines of the six hour Pride and Prejudice, Sense and Sensibility, Emma with Gwenneth Paltrow, and Mansfield Park.” Her lips lifted in a smirk. I groaned and face planted onto her bed. She really knew where to hit a man where it counts.

“Oh no, dear, we can’t prolong it for too long. In fact, I wanted to ask that you come along with me. We shall prepare you ahead of your wedding. You need proper care. You need a total makeover. My son hates to see hair on a woman’s body, he hates ladies that aren’t smelling nice. Also, I’d like to take you shopping. You have to do a complete wardrobe makeover…” The more she spoke, the lesser Saffron found her likable– not like she even liked the woman in the first place. And she was also sure that the woman didn’t like her too. She was only showing this great enthusiasm because she desperately needed her for breeding children like she’s a baby manufacturing machine! With her intestines alre

What a pathetic whore’ ‘I always knew she was a whore. This is despicable’ I resisted the urge to smile, but every word said to her, every look of disgust. They all hit so hard. I hadn't felt this satisfied in a while now. “Si…sis… I had no idea you would be here?” She stepped forward, hands trembling, face burning with shame, that is if she still had any left in her. “So you would've been more careful?” She froze, jaw clenching.

"The apple really doesn't fall far from the tree. After Samson's father died, three illegitimate children appeared out of nowhere. Now, you've outdone him by having an affair with your own cousin." Jessica couldn't stand the stares anymore. She broke down in tears, hiding behind Samson. I snatched the host's microphone and roared at the top of my lungs. "Now you know what being shamed feels like? Weren't you having a good time taking the role of both cousin and mistress at the same time? How dare you prance around like you've done nothing wrong when you knowingly became a homewrecker!" Samson shot me a vicious glare.

"Being labeled as a mistress is also a form of defamation, isn't it? Yvie, why is it that men spread rumors about women, while other women join in and throw dirt at each other? Lately, I've given it some thought. If someone tried to drag me away someday, accusing me of being a mistress, I still wouldn't know what to do." I took a sip of my drink. "Society has long praised women for being pure, innocent, gentle, and obedient. However, these virtues also serve to shackle us with a reputation. Once a woman's reputation is tarnished, she's spurned by all. That's why attacking a woman always starts with her reputation."

Yvonne responded playfully. "Two female scoundrels," Kiran scolded in exasperation. "I want to spank you; what were you thinking?" Yvonne teased with a mischievous smile, pretending to understand suddenly. "You weren't having inappropriate thoughts, were you?" "Tsk tsk... If your wife Snow Xander found out, would she go crazy?" Yvonne teased with a wicked grin. Kiran's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, completely speechless. When women acted shamelessly, they were far scarier than men.