
Revenge Was Her Final Vow
Synopsis:
Diana, a twenty-nine year old brilliant young lady and a successful fashion designer. She was grateful she had been able to achieve everything she had without any support.
But there was a void inside of her. She wanted to get married.
She couldn't bear the fact of entering into the big chapter thirty without a life partner. She met David at a business conference meeting. He asked for her number.
She hesitated thinking he wasn't going to stay like the others. She decided to give him a chance and went on a first date with him only to realise that he was serious and wanted to marry her.
What Diana didn't know was that David was pretending all along. He was never interested in her as a person.
During a public awards ceremony, David brings Eleanor, a celebrity who is his new business partner, onto the stage. He dedicates his award to her, claiming she was the "sole inspiration" for his success.
Later that night, he tells Diana that he has already signed the divorce papers. His cold dismissal shatters her, but in the aftermath, a clear-headed determination sets in.
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Chapter 6
Chapter Six
David Point of view.
You mean nothing
My mind was made up. I don't care about her. She doesn't have what it takes to make me stay.
She was nothing to me. Not a mother nor a wife.
I recalled the first day I saw her at the business meeting.
Everything was planned. After exchanging contacts with her. I saw desperation practically seeping through her.
She has everything except a partner. Someone to hold, someone to come home to.
She needed that and I was a young promising man. I didn't marry Diana for anything. I married her for my selfish reasons.
I made her quit her fashion business to concentrate on mine. She thought we were building a future together. What nonsense!
I was only seeing her as a ticket to get to where I wanted to be.
She loved me, was loyal to me. But all those years I was irritated by her presence. The longer I stayed with her the more unbearable it became for me.
I couldn't help it. When I found Eleanor. From the first moment I saw her at the mall I knew she was meant for me.
I can't wait any longer. I have always wanted to give Eleanor her rightful position in my life.
"You can't stop me Diana", I yelled.
"Whatever we had earlier has to end, I am fed up of this loveless marriage", I added much to her chagrin
"But you said you love me, I am your wife for goodness sake and you can't just drop a piece of paper and expect me to be gone into thin air",
"Did I never matter to you?",
I averted my gaze from her. I was very determined to not have anything to do with her by the time I was ready to end this marriage.
I made sure she always used protection the few times we had sex. Every time she got pregnant within the five years of our marriage I made sure she went to the hospital quickly to perform an abortion.
She wasn't fit to be the mother of my child. And now I am ready to settle down. She wants to be a hard-nut to crack
I won't allow Diana bring me down. She was going to sign the divorce paper whether she likes it or not. I will make sure about that.
"Sign it old witch!"Eleanor cursed through gritted teeth.
"I...I won't. I am not ready to allow you reap where you didn't sow",
"You think you can just come here and act like you are better than me and steal everything I have worked so hard to build"
"Ask David. I made him who he is today, where were you when he was struggling with his small business, because of me David is where he is today and the only thank you I get is a piece of paper", She said as she tore the paper into pieces.
"This rubbish has to stop and someone needs to clearly pass the message to both of you", she yelled like a mad woman.
I sighed deeply. Five years I have stayed with Diana. She hadn't for once behaved like this.
She had been calm, obedient and doing whatever I wanted.
I hadn't been a good man to her but she had stayed. Sometimes I could hear her praying in the midnight for me to change and become a better man to her.
But what she didn't know was that I was never there for the right reason.
I was in her life for a mission. And now that the mission was accomplished. I needed her to still be the same.
I needed her to still be humble to my wimps and caprices.
But she was becoming a hard nut to crack. She was proving to be ready to take more than she could bite.
She was showing me that she still got the power to bring me down.
I didn't listen to her speak again. I needed to act fast and the time was now. I walked past her to get the remaining documents but she stopped me.
"Don't you dare move an inch", she yelled.
"You have proven to me exactly the kind of person you are, I curse the day I met you, I cursed the day you told me to be your wife",
I watched as she struggled to remove the ring from her finger. She succeeded after several attempts and dropped it on the table.
"For the divorce, we can only talk about it until I have met with my lawyers",
"Whatever thing you came with can leave my house at this very moment",
I was stunned. She was obviously going crazy.
What does she mean?
I struggled to move past her again but she wasn't ready to let me go.
My whole body trembled. With the way she wanted to handle this whole divorce case. I couldn't imagine losing.
I needed to save what was left to ensure I still remained in control.
"You can leave David!", she yelled at the top of her voice
I was left with no option but to leave her presence.
I took Eleanor with me as we found our way to the door but turned my back at her.
"I will be back, watch me!", I pointed to her.
"And I will be ready by then", she said authoritatively.
I wondered what she was planning. A court case would be bad.
I wasn't disturbed. She had no financial strong hold. She wasn't working and didn't have a claim to her company anymore.
All that belong to Eleanor Williams now.
Eleanor fixed her gaze on me. "you didn't tell me she wasn't only an old witch but a tigress",
I didn't answer her at first. Is she becoming scared over those tiny threats from Diana?
"Don't worry babe, I have everything under control",
"I don't think so, what I saw right there was serious she wasn't going to back down until she achieved her aim",
I rubbed Eleanor back gently. "Don't you believe in me", I said and placed my lips on her softly.
Eleanor licked her lips. "Okay, where are we going now", she asked.
"To celebrate my award ofcourse", I said as I turned on my car engine.
I wasn't ready to let poor Diana ruin my mood. I already knew she was crying her eyes out in the house.
I can't wait for when she will come begging me. Everything she thought we built together was in my name.
The company, the houses, the investment
I laughed loudly as I drove away. The feeling of knowing that she wasn't ready for me.
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8.8
Mate's VENGEANCE
8.8
To destroy him, I've traded my pride for a maid's uniform.
My plan is simple: infiltrate his estate, seduce him into breaking his royal engagement, and lead his enemies to his doorstep. I want to see his pack burn. I want to see the light leave those storm-grey eyes as how he did to my mate

9.7
Giana woke up drugged and burning with fever in a luxurious hotel suite. Standing before her was Cornel Stark, the most ruthless billionaire in New York.
Memories of her past life stabbed into her brain. In that life, her adoptive family and her fiancé Gary had stolen her inheritance and left her to die a brutal, agonizing death.
She also remembered how fighting Cornel only made him more violent. So this time, she didn't scream.
She endured his brutal punishment, escaped the moment he let his guard down, and swallowed a Plan B pill on the freezing streets.
Returning to her adoptive family's mansion, she faced the people who had destroyed her. Her fiancé and her stepsister put on masks of fake concern, secretly mocking her.
Instead of throwing a useless tantrum like before, Giana deliberately threw herself down the steep wooden stairs.
She smashed her head against the marble floor, using her own blood to shatter their plans and win back her mother's trust.
She thought she had finally taken control. She was ready to crush the people who had betrayed her and live for herself.
But she didn't understand why the billionaire she had just escaped was suddenly turning her life upside down.
When she woke up in the hospital, her room wasn't filled with her family's fake tears, but an ocean of blood-red roses.
The heavy door swung open, and Cornel Stark walked in, his gray eyes locking onto her with a dark, predatory hunger.
"Remember this feeling, Giana. Every breath you take belongs to me now."

9.2
Chelsi was down to her last fourteen dollars. After a humiliating job rejection for being "too low-class," the threat of eviction forced her to try live-streaming. Terrified of her exhausted, tear-stained face, she cranked the AR beauty filter to the max, morphing into a bizarre plastic alien.
She was immediately dragged into a forced streaming battle with Kamron, the platform's most arrogant top streamer. Seeing her distorted filter, Kamron sneered, unleashing fifty thousand fans to flood her chat with toxic insults.
Kamron set a ruthless penalty for her inevitable loss.
"You're going to take a bar of soap, scrub your face completely clean, and shove your bare face right into the camera."
Desperate to keep the fifty dollars she had just earned for rent, Chelsi begged for a different punishment, but Kamron coldly refused. With her heart pounding, she walked to the freezing bathroom, her hands shaking as she scrubbed her skin raw, bracing for the cyberbullying.
She squeezed her eyes shut, feeling utterly humiliated by the cruelty of the internet. Why did she have to be stripped of her dignity just to survive? She clicked off the filter, waiting for the tidal wave of disgust to destroy her.
But the insults never came. The high-definition camera revealed a breathtakingly delicate, flawless face that no algorithm could ever replicate. The chat went dead silent, Kamron was so stunned he dropped a ten-thousand-dollar virtual yacht, and a silent war between two mysterious billionaires was about to begin.

9.8
I was an unwanted foster kid taken in by the Goodwin family, about to marry into the wealthy Cantu family to secure my adoptive father's power.
But at my rehearsal dinner, my adoptive mother drugged my champagne, intending to have me assaulted and ruined.
The next morning, my fiancé and my sister burst into my hotel room with a swarm of reporters, pointing fingers in manufactured horror.
"You filthy whore! The engagement is over!"
My fiancé roared for the cameras, while my sister sobbed about my betrayal. They had brought the press to publicly slaughter me, justifying their own secret affair while my adoptive family cursed me as a disgusting stray.
For years, I had endured their toxic abuse, only to be thrown to the wolves so my sister could steal my life. They truly believed I was just a helpless pawn they could crush and discard.
But they didn't know I had anticipated their trap and deliberately walked into the bed of Dorian Underwood—the ruthless billionaire and the only man the Cantu family actually feared.
As I calmly hit 'send' to broadcast my fiancé's explicit sex tape to every reporter in the hallway, I met Dorian's dark, predatory gaze.
I wasn't just surviving anymore; I was going to tear both their empires to the ground.

7.3
I was the perfect wife.
For three years, I built my husband's empire, gave him my love, my loyalty, my designs.
And how did Victor Hale repay me?
He stole my womb.
He stole my daughter.
He stole my freedom.
That was the day Aurora Hale died.
Now I live as Rhea Ashford - and I want blood.
One reckless night, I mistake Damien Voss, a ruthless crime-lord biker with a wicked smile, for his powerful CEO twin brother.
One bed. One touch. One unforgettable sin.
When Damien discovers who I am and what I want, he makes me a deal: marry him, and he'll give me the power and protection to ruin the man who destroyed me.
It's easy. He wants me, so I become his bride. I want revenge, so he becomes my weapon.
But Damien isn't just temptation in leather and ink. He's dangerous. Addictive. A man who plays by no rules but his own.
And in this contract marriage tangled with lust and lies, I can't tell if I'm the one using him-
Or if he's already claimed me as his.
TW: This story is intended for 18+ mature audiences only. It contains explicit sexual content (including kink, elements of BDSM dynamics), strong language, and other mature themes. Reader discretion is advised.
BOOK 1 OF THE PRINCES OF SIN TRILOGY

8.1
"I GAVE HIM MY LOYALTY. HE LEFT ME TO ROT."
He promised to save her. Instead, he let her take the fall. River was his loyal PA, his fiancée, his secret keeper. But when the crimes Rowan Kane committed came to light, it was she who took the fall and he left her behind bars to rot. The day she walks free, she's in labor with his child. And just two days later, she receives the final blow: He's marrying her best friend. Betrayed. Alone. Furious.
River vows revenge. But fate sends her someone unexpected: Killian Kane, her ex's older brother-once discarded, now powerful and hell-bent on reclaiming what was stolen from him. Including revenge. Including her. He offers River a contract marriage: two years of pretending, plotting, and rising to the top together. But in the shadows of vengeance, something real begins to bloom. Love wasn't part of the plan. But neither was war. Will revenge bring them the justice they crave or awaken a passion neither of them is ready for?