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A Slow And Painful Death To My Husband

“If He Can Cheat, Two Can Play That Game” Camelia knew nothing but revenge when she was reborn. A young girl madly in love with her knight, Michael. Many would shun their relationship but Camelia was lucky to have kind parents. The marques not only accepted their love but also made the orphan boy Earl in his territory. Everything was like a dream until it broke. With blood dripping from the dagger, Michael sauntered towards Camelia and slit her throat. His lover, Katherine, laughing and enjoying the scene. “I vow to take revenge for the death of my family. Even if I have to haunt you as a ghost, I am ready to wander for eternity. I will come... To take revenge.” Her eyes closed with burning desire. But when she opened them again, she was back to their honeymoon. Now.. will she slit his throat that instant or... Burn him with her slow revenge? Excerpt: The cold eyes of man crawled over her skin like a reptile coiling her into its tight grip, but she stared back firmly, “So, you are telling me you will return the land to my family if I help you in ruining your husband. The one you had a love marriage with?” a hint of mockery in his perfectly chiseled face when she grimaced. “I will give you my land, Damien. I am sure you can not use the word return here. But yes, as long as you will help me in taking my revenge. I will give you everything I have." So what if he was a devil, she was ready to sell her soul for revenge. “Hmm, you said everything.” His lips twisted into a nefarious smile. “Eek!” Ethan, his aid covered his lips as he could already imagine a dagger in the hands of his master. ‘How could you smile like that when you were planning to kill this woman before she knocked on the door.’

Ada_5253 · Fantasia
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38 Chs

Cheating With An Ugly Woman

"Boohoo" "wwwaaaahhh" Mike frowned when he heard someone crying beside him.

He slowly opened his eyes only to feel a headache. He held his forehead tightly in his hands and cursed.

The last thing on his mind was Camelia pouring wine into his mouth. Just how much did he drink and how strong it was?

Her brows scrunched up and he tried to adjust to the light when he felt the bed was not soft enough and the wailing grew louder.

Crying? His eyes grew louder. What can make Camelia cry? Did the poison work already?

He snapped his head to the side only to see that it was not Camelia.

A stranger was sitting beside him but what caught his attention was... The woman was naked! The duvet was spread on her body leisurely giving a good view of her ample breasts.

He slipped away from the bed instantly only to realize that he was naked too.

"What in the world?" his eyes darkened instantly "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

His voice was loud and fiery but hearing him, the girl did not reply. She only cried louder with more pain, as if someone had stolen everything from her.

"Forget it! I do not want to know who you are. Just leave my room before my wife returns." The girl was covered with tears and snot. Her face was red and her nose was runny.

When she raised her head, Mike looked away instantly. She was ugly!

Her dark brown hair was more like broomsticks, her brown eyes were so small as if they did not exist with her crooked nose and freckles all over. Her body was a bit fat side, though she was not that fat, there was nothing special about her that could attract a man.

He felt the desire to throw her out. But for that, he had to touch her nude body. He did not want to touch something so ugly.

"Did you not hear me leave the room at once," he growled, his patience running out.

The severe headache was making him dizzy but he needed to leave and find Lia first. Why was another woman in their bed on their wedding night?

Or he was still in a dream. A bad nightmare would be more appropriate. The woman raised her head and stared at him for a second before crying louder. She wailed so loud that he felt all his veins bursting at once.

Then she used the duvet to snot her nose. The mucus dripping on the duvet made him nauseated at once.

He covered his mouth and fought the desire to vomit. Such an ugly and filthy human!

"Where shall I go my lord, this is my room?" The girl finally spoke when he was trying to breathe.

"Huh?" He was so immersed in gagging by looking at her actions that he did not pay attention to his surroundings. No wonder! He felt that the bad had become harder.

He looked around only to see that it was his quarter. He used to live in this room before last night when he was training.

Many memories filled his mind at once. He had spent half of his decade in this room planning how to woo that girl and own this property.

Before she even knew about his existence, he had planned that he was going to have her and all that belonged to her.

How much time did he spend in this room? He really wants to… burn it!

Burn it to the core to get rid of every memory that shows he was weak, he was poor and he did not have powers.

"Last night..'' The girl started bringing his attention to her when he did not stop glaring at the room as if it was his mortal enemy, "You entered my room in the middle of the night.

I was shocked when I noticed you were nude. I tried to close the door but you were much stronger.

You entered the room and started to throw things. When I stopped you, you held me and tore my clothes. And.. and... Bohhhhhhooooo '' the incessant cry continued after that but he had already understood what happened.

He must be too drunk. And subconsciously he returned to this room since he had spent a life there.

In his heart, he always wanted to destroy this room. Did he get the courage to do that last night?

But this woman? Why did he attack her? It was not like he was a playboy. He had kept his virginity for that woman.

"You.. you were calling me Lia last night." as if reading the confusion in his eyes, she continued and before he could ask anything, she snotted again making him close his eyes and breathe shallowly.

"I took you as her?" my drunk self must be blind! But that was not the problem here.

A nude girl was claiming that he had slept with her.

Fuck! What in the world?

"I... I was a virgin. You have taken my virginity. You have to take the responsibility." she blabbered between her sobs making his eyes widen.

"Responsibility?" The word felt like a curse that was freezing his whole body. He felt like he was thrown into freezing water that was slowly numbing his every part only to give a jolt of electricity later to electro-lout him.

Was the headache not enough?

"Yes, you have to marry me. What else?" she finally stopped crying and looked at him as if he was a fool, "If you will not marry me, I will tell the lord and get you sentenced to death. Did you forget forcing a woman is the biggest crime in the empire?"