The Wrong Revenge

BLURB: Sofia, a 25-year-old girl, was deeply in love with Miguel. They dated for five years, and Miguel decided to marry her. On the day of their wedding, the situation changed, and the occasion took another heartbroken dimension. Miguel, Sofia's fiancé, was caught red-handed entangling with Linda, a bosom friend of Sofia, right inside the restroom in the event hall. Sofia angrily left the venue heart broken. She went and got herself drunk just to appease her shattered heart. To numb her pain of betrayal, she became pregnant, which was a result of her one-night stand with a stranger, Donal, the CEO of Ocean Group of Companies. Lily, Sofia's mother, fell sick as a result of the shock, betrayal, and shame she witnessed. Worse still, her medical bills became challenging. Sofia, unable to foot her medical bills, decided to sell the minibus of their late father. Since her salary couldn't help out. Lizzy, her younger sister, objected to it. She was never in support of her selling any of their late father's property. The only option left to raise money for their mom's medical bills is to apply for a loan from a Bank. ETC BANK is the only bank that can offer such a loan. And Linda, her bosom friend, is working as a head in the department responsible for loans. And Sofia has vowed never to set her eyes on Linda again. How will Sofia sort herself out from this horn of a dilemma?

Chapters

Chapter 2

Sofia

"Sorry, I missed your call. The music couldn't allow me to realize that my phone was ringing! Just got home now!"

For more than five seconds, I couldn't alter a word.

"Alright, baby," as I normally called him. "I wanted to check on you, to know if you have arrived home safely."

"I'm cool," he responded ecstatically.

I was making an effort to see if I could capture any strange sounds from the background.

The more I pay attention, the clearer the music in the background becomes.

I continued being inquisitive until he hung up the call.

To my dismay, I couldn't dictate any female sound.

The day has finally come; everywhere was burbling, and different faces were flooding in.

The atmosphere was filled with euphony coming from different individuals.

The entire arena was painted with different art. Beautiful flowers everywhere. In any direction you jerk your eyes to, smiling faces are littered.

The decorations made the entire building so exquisite.

All the guests were present. Some are still on their way.

The cameraman was busy snapping at random. Moving in all directions to make sure he captures different faces at the event.

My fiancé was so charming, seeing him in his black suit. With well-polished black shoes. Filled with uncontrollable ecstasy.

His blue eyes pierce whenever I come in contact with them.

My wedding gown was so long and dazzling that it swept along as I walked.

Linda was so joyous that one could see the organic smile all over her. Following me in every direction I moved. Making sure no sweat is seen on any part of my face.

What a loving friend!

Lizzy, my younger sister, was among those welcoming guests into the event hall. Different cars were seen parked outside.at the car lot. Everywhere was bubbling.

My mom was busy smiling like one watching a comic movie from where she sat.

A few minutes later, I was pressed.

I decided to make use of the restroom.

Meanwhile, Linda had gone out to get some handkerchiefs in a nearby shop.

The one she was holding had been overly stained with lipstick and sweat coming from her makeup. She was looking so angelic with her lips painted in red lipstick

As I was about to swing open the restroom door, I started hearing some sounds

I held myself back, stood for some seconds

At first, I thought someone was making use of the restroom, and I was hearing a male voice. I stood beside the door innocently. Waiting for whoever is inside to come out.

Surprisingly, I started hearing a female voice inside. Echoing out vigorously.

"You know I love you so much, Miguel. And I am pregnant for you! The car you promised to buy for me, you have yet to redeem. Or do you prefer the scourge of the sun to heat me and our baby?"

"I don't want Sofia's trouble. The five thousand dollars you also promised me, you have been quiet about it."

"The two-bedroom flat you also promised to rent for me, you still left me stuck in self contained." Is it after your wedding that you are going to fulfill all this?

Is it when you are overloaded with responsibility that you are going to respond?

I became frozen, hearing Linda's voice so clear as if both of us were sitting on a couch discussing.

The rate at which my heart started beating was unimaginable. My mind almost left my body!

Beyond doubt was when I heard Miguel's soft voice! Assuring her of the promises he made. He even promised to issue a cheque of five thousand dollars immediately after the wedding!

I stood confused and speechless!

I almost collapsed on the ground when I started hearing the sound of two lips clamping together, enjoying each other's lips and feeling the texture.

I couldn't hold myself anymore!

My heartbeat was uncontrollable!

Courage from an unknown source just flashed inside of me like a flash of lightning.

I moved forward and gripped the knob, pushing the door inward angrily!

My ragged eyes flickered and clashed immediately with those of Linda, who was staring directly at me in utmost shock!

She was almost half-naked; her breasts could be seen. Immediately, Miguel released his grip on her breast and turned towards the door. He saw no other person than a woman standing in her white wedding gown.

Immediately, Miguel buried his face in the ground, feeling ashamed.

"Why did you barge in without knocking?" He roared! He was so angry and so infuriated.

He couldn't stare at me directly, rolling his eyes randomly in guilt.

I stood speechless!

He even has the guts to ask me stupid questions! No sign of remorse on his face. His lips were covered in red with Linda's painted lips. He has been busy enjoying her lips!

Linda stood speechless in guilt with her face buried in the ground. She couldn't alter a word; she stood like a molded Statue.

Like someone being paused with a remote control. Only God knows what could be running through her mind for this betrayer.

A friend I trusted so much. She knew my in and out! I feel betrayed and heartbroken by my childhood friend!

She slothfully started dressing herself up in shame and disappointment.

The top of the purple gown she wore was so rumpled with Miguel's grip!

Miguel was also buttoning up his suit, looking so ragged, his eyes became so pale!

You have been deceiving me with fake love, Miguel! I winced!

My heart was so heavy, uncontrollable tears started gushing down my face. I couldn't hold it back any longer!

I was drowning in a sea of pain.

"This wedding is over!" I screamed with a shattered heart!

"We can iron things out. Sofia is not what you think! Can...you.. can you please.. list.."

I didn't even allow him to land with his disgusting stammering voice.

I slammed the door very hard, removed my high heels and took to my heels.

When I burst into the event hall, I increased my speed.

Eyes were flashing at me in surprise

I heard Lizzy shouting my name, but I never turned my back! I held my wedding gown so strongly. Running fast like one trying to escape a predator.

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Clare Lynch thought she was celebrating her fairy-tale engagement. She happily drank the pink cocktail her best friend, Brianna, handed her. But the drink was laced with a powerful, burning drug. As Clare's legs gave out, she overheard Brianna whispering outside the door. Her best friend had hired two thugs to assault her on camera and completely ruin her life. Terrified and gasping for air, Clare hid in the VIP room and called her fiancé, Jaren, for help. "I feel sick. Something is wrong. Please come get me." But Jaren just sighed impatiently, busy comforting his mistress in the background. "Stop throwing tantrums for attention. Grow up." Jaren hung up the phone. When Clare finally escaped and begged her grandmother to cancel the wedding, the matriarch coldly refused. She told Clare that marriage was just a business transaction, and she had to endure Jaren's cheating because their family needed the Bolton's money. Betrayed by her best friend, abandoned by her fiancé, and sold out by her own blood. Clare's world completely collapsed. She was nothing but a bargaining chip, thrown to the monsters by the people she loved most. The sheer injustice of it burned her soul to ash. With her last ounce of strength, Clare made a desperate choice. She called Aurthur Bolton—Jaren's ruthless, terrifying uncle. When the most dangerous man in New York kicked down the door to save her, Clare made a silent vow. She was done playing the perfect victim. She would let the devil claim her, as long as he helped her burn her abusers to the ground.

Action Modern Romance

7.6

Blind Box Bride Escaped and He Lost It

7.6

The business world's reigning emperor, Ian Wade, was a lunatic. He locked a hundred women inside a villa and treated them like blind-box prizes. Pulling one at random, he would marry whoever he drew. Everyone thought getting picked was luck. Only I knew it was a curse. In my last life, I was the one whose name came up. After being reborn, I planned to destroy the magnetic strip on the blind box and dodge that twisted fate altogether. But by some cruel twist of chance, I still ended up being the "lucky" one. On the wedding day, history repeated itself. Ian took a phone call, panic flashing across his face as he tore off his boutonniere. "Jemma doesn't want to marry. She's threatening suicide. I have to go get her," he said. The man who was supposed to marry Jemma Lane-Leland Riley, the Crownport's golden heir, stormed in, radiating icy fury. He didn't chase after the runaway bride. Instead, he walked straight up to me and looked me over from head to toe. "Ian ran off with my wife," Leland said, grabbing my chin. "His debt becomes yours. You marry me. Fair enough, right?"

Action Fantasy Romance

8.5

His Obsession, My Revenge: A Mafia Second Life

8.5

I woke up in the tangled black silk sheets of the Mafia Don's bed, my skin still burning from his ruthless touch in the dark. The heavy door burst open, and his pristine wife, Bianca, looked at my bruised collarbones with visceral hatred. Instead of having me killed for soiling her husband's bed, she offered a devil's bargain. "You will take my place in his bed. You will be a shadow in the dark." In my past life, I foolishly accepted, thinking her money would pay for my dying mother's hospital bills. I didn't realize the untouchable Mafia Queen was barren and just needed a disposable incubator. After I endured the Don's violent possession and birthed the Moretti heir, they cut off my mother's medicine. Then, they dragged me to a remote warehouse and suffocated me with a wet mattress to bury their dirty secret forever. Until my last agonizing breath, I didn't understand why my absolute submission and suffering were rewarded with such a brutal, meaningless death. Opening my eyes again, I was back on the morning after the Don first claimed me. I knelt on the Persian rug, weeping tears of fake gratitude as Bianca handed me the cash. But the moment my escort looked away, I didn't take her fertility herbs. I bought a bitter root from an alley witch to keep my womb empty. This time, I won't give the Don a child. I'll become his darkest obsession, and use his lethal power to burn this entire family to the ground.

Action Mafia Modern

8.8

My Bigamist Ex Could Only Watch Me Shine

8.8

Serena, six months pregnant, continued to save lives on the battlefield, despite her severe illness. Her husband, Logan, who had once chosen her over his family, gave her life-saving medicine and prenatal care items to his lover, Amy. When the artillery struck, he let go of Serena's hand without hesitation to protect another woman, leaving Serena to collapse on the battlefield. Later, Serena earned the respect of everyone in the midst of conflict with her medical skills. Her ex-husband, eyes filled with remorse, knelt before her, saying, "I married her out of gratitude, I won't divorce..." Before Serena could respond, a gun was already aimed at Logan's forehead by the undisputed leader of the safe area. "Sign the divorce papers. She's with me now."

Action Modern Romance

9.1

Sold To The Monster: My Silent Nightmare

9.1

I’ve spent eighteen hundred days as a silent ghost in the Crawford estate, a place where the air smells of expensive cigars and terror. My father, Senator Jed Bowen, sold me to Alek Crawford to pay off his gambling debts, trading his daughter’s life for a seat in the Senate. Alek doesn’t just want my service; he wants my complete submission. He tracks my every move through cameras and bruises my skin just to see if I’ll flinch. He thinks he owns me because he holds the contract, and his mother ensures I’m kept in my place with slaps and insults. When a scandal involving my half-sister and Alek’s brother hit the news, the house turned into a war zone. Alek cornered me in the dark, his hands stained with blood and ink, whispering that I was nothing but a receipt for his family's money. He’s been forcing me to take pills for years, believing they’ve kept me drugged and mute. "She needs to speak again," he told a surgeon over the phone. "Whatever it takes." He thinks he’s fixing a broken toy, but he’s actually planning to carve the silence into my throat permanently. He has no idea that I’ve been switching those pills for years, or that I’m more awake and more dangerous than he could ever imagine. I’ve endured the biting cold and the crushing weight of his obsession, waiting for a single sign that my nightmare could end. Tonight, a secret message reached me in the rain, confirming that the only man I ever loved has finally finished his mission. Kole is coming back for me. The contract review is tomorrow, but I’m not planning on signing anything. I’m planning on taking back everything they stole from me, starting with my voice.

Action Horror Mystery

9.5

The Barren Wife's Revenge: It Was You

9.5

On our seventh anniversary, my husband Dante tossed divorce papers onto the desk. He looked at me with cold indifference, his hand resting on the swollen belly of his nineteen-year-old mistress. "You are barren, Seraphina," he spat. "She carries my legacy. You carry nothing but ghosts." When I tried to argue, he shoved me. I fell hard, my back slamming against the concrete floor of the studio. Pain tore through my abdomen, and warm blood began to pool beneath my red dress. The tragedy wasn't just the violence; it was the truth he didn't know. The IVF hadn't failed. I was pregnant with the son he had desperately prayed for. And in his rage to protect a mistress carrying a stranger's baby, he had just killed his own flesh and blood. He stepped over my bleeding body and took her to the Commission Auction to celebrate. He thought I was broken. He thought I was finished. But he forgot that I knew all his secrets. I woke up in the hospital, signed the papers that froze his entire fortune, and walked straight into the gala. I stood before the most dangerous men in New York and threw a medical file onto Dante's table. "You killed your real son today when you pushed me," I said, my voice slicing through the silence. "As for hers? It can't be yours, Dante." "Because according to this, you have been sterile for seven years."

Action Modern Romance

The Wrong Revenge

Chapter 2

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