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FreyaThe moment we stepped into the house, Victor stretched his arms and let out a deep, satisfied sigh. “Finally home,” he murmured, his voice laced with exhaustion and contentment.I watched him as he dropped his bag and loosened a few buttons on his shirt. His eyes, still filled with desire from the wild ride we had in the car, softened as he looked at me. “I need a shower,” he announced, taking a step toward the staircase.I quickly stepped in front of him, blocking his path with a playful smile. “Oh no, Mr. Whitmore, not yet.”He arched a brow, his lips curling into an amused smirk. “Oh? And why not? You planning on joining me?”“As tempting as that sounds,” I teased, placing my hands on his chest, “I insist that you eat first.”He let out a chuckle, wrapping his arms around my waist. “Freya, I just had a full-course meal not too long ago.” His fingers played with the hem of my dress. “And then I had you for dessert in the car. I think I’m pretty satisfied.”I smacked his chest
Last Updated : 2025-03-26Too Late To Love, I want Revenge Now! ‘Dangerous’
SoniaI tightened my grip on Dennis’ arm as we stepped into my apartment. He was still groaning in pain, his weight leaning against me, but I managed to guide him to the couch. My heart was racing, but not for the reasons he might have thought. This was going exactly the way I planned.“Sit,” I said softly, placing a pillow behind him as he collapsed onto the couch. His shirt was stained with blood from the cuts and bruises on his face. His eye was already swelling shut, his lip split. A complete mess. “You look like you got run over by a truck.” I teased him while he let out a breathy chuckle but winced immediately. “Feels like it too.” He replied too.I walked to the cabinet and grabbed my first aid kit. My hands worked methodically, but my mind was elsewhere. I had already mapped out my next steps, and getting Dennis under my control was at the center of it. He thought I was just being kind. That was his first mistake.I knelt in front of him, unscrewing a bottle of antiseptic. “Th
Last Updated : 2025-03-28Too Late To Love, I want Revenge Now! Still want to dare??
Freya The morning sunlight streamed through the curtains, casting a warm golden glow across the room. It took a second before I finally processed what really woke me. It was that sweet touch… his sweet touch. I looked to my side and saw Victor’s hand fondling my ears. My body still aches in the best way possible, a reminder of the passion Victor and I shared all evening and night. I could still fill him inside me, his arms wrapping around my waist, his breathing deep and steady against my neck. And how I smiled, running my fingers along his forearm, my heart swelling with contentment as we both came. I thought I had had enough until now… his touch was doing something to me body and I liked it. “What’s on your mind?” I asked while I raised a leg on the bed and then traced from my lips down to my thigh. I stopped between my legs and then spread them.“Nothing other than how I plan on devouring you. I’m going to eat you up completely, but slowly and then fast till you almost pass out.
Last Updated : 2025-03-29Too Late To Love, I want Revenge Now! Welcome to the family!
VictorWe both hopped into the car, and even after the teasing and daring, we still shared a sweet kiss before I started the car.But as soon as I gripped the steering wheel, my fingers tightened involuntarily, my knuckles slightly paling from the pressure and a wash of nervousness coursed through me.That was unusual and so ridiculous. I had been in meetings with the most powerful and intimidating men in the world, men who controlled empires, wielded wealth like a sword, and dictated the flow of markets. And yet, here I was, my heartbeat slightly erratic, my palms faintly damp, all because I was about to meet my girlfriend’s father.Freya noticed. Of course, she did. She was attuned to my moods more than anyone else. Her laughter rang through the car, soft yet teasing. “Victor, you need to relax. You’re acting like you’re about to be interrogated in a high-stakes trial.” She let out while I exhaled sharply, keeping my eyes on the road. “That’s exactly what this feels like. Your fath
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FreyaThe restaurant was nothing short of exquisite, the kind of place where the air smelled of truffle oil and fine wine, where the chandeliers twinkled like captured stars, and where the waiters moved with an elegance that made them seem like they were floating. The soft hum of a piano in the background set the perfect ambiance as we were led to our private VIP booth. Everything was immaculate, and I could tell my father had pulled out all the stops for this evening.That wasn’t our first time there. I had been there with my dad a couple of times, and Victor and I had been there too… only as friends though…Victor, ever the gentleman, pulled my chair out before taking his seat, flashing me that smirk that always made my heart skip a beat. It was a strange yet beautiful feeling, watching him fit so seamlessly into this world, a world he was already accustomed to, yet feeling as though he was nervous because it involved me.The waiters wasted no time in pouring the finest red wine int
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SoniaThe moment my car pulled into the massive estate, I knew I had stepped into a world I had only dreamed of. The entrance was grand… too grand. The kind of grand that makes one feel insignificant just by standing there. The gates, taller than any I had ever seen, opened slowly, almost theatrically, as if to remind me that power came with patience. My ride cruised in, and my heart pounded in my chest. This is it. This is the life I wanted, the life I deserved.A woman dressed in an elegant but professional black outfit stood at the entrance as my car rolled to a stop. The moment the door opened, she gestured for me to follow. She didn’t ask for my name, didn’t need to confirm who I was. They already knew. That was power… when people anticipated your arrival without you needing to announce yourself. I followed her through the vast marble-floored corridor, my heels clicking softly against the pristine surface. Everything was white, silver, and gold-polished, perfect, untouchable.I w
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SoniaHe finally took his mouth off of me and then got off the bed. He came over and untied me before tearing the rest of my dress, ripping it from the middle and then feasting on my perky bo*bs.I knew I was f*cked when he jumped on me and then started sucking them hard. Pressing his lips against mine, kissing me hard till I couldn’t feel my lips again.“Show me what you’re made of.” He simply said and then sunk into the bed while I got up on him. I pushed his legs open while I knelt in front of me, and then shoved his huge d*ck deep down in my throat.He raked his hands into my hair, pulling it to the rhythm of the strokes I gave while s*cking him. It was so f*cking crazy, and we were both deeply engrossed.“Is that all you’ve got?” He quizzed when I took a brief pause.“You have no idea…” I chimed in as I took him back into my mouth and started licking it, teasing and sucking it till it was beating in my mouth and he groaned hard. I stopped again and then held it in my hand, stroki
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Too Late To Love, I want Revenge Now! I’m not going anywhere…
VictorMy fingers gripped the steering wheel so tight I thought it might snap off. Every mile I drove, every second I spent away from her, the anger in me only grew bigger, hotter. My mind wouldn’t stop flashing back to the way Freya looked lying unconscious on that hospital bed. She was so pale, so fragile.I slammed my palm against the steering wheel, the loud crack of it echoing inside the car.“Son of a b*tch!” I roared.Dennis was going to pay. He wasn’t just going to lose in court. No, that was too easy. Too clean. I was going to break him.I sped the rest of the way to the villa, not even caring that I was pushing way past the speed limit. Let the cops try to stop me tonight, they wouldn’t be able to slow me down if they tried.When I pulled up, I killed the engine and climbed out, slamming the door so hard the whole car shook. I didn’t even bother to check my surroundings. I was past the point of caring.Inside, the low sound of music filled the air, the smell of expensive liq
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FreyaI was starting to feel restless, lying there and staring at the ceiling like I had nothing better to do. Victor was taking too long and it got me worried that he didn’t know what he was doing in there. I was about going to meet him when the door creaked open. I lifted my head and then blinked again just to be sure I wasn’t hallucinating.Victor walked in... and right beside him, Stacey.“Stacey!” I gasped, my voice practically breaking with surprise and relief.Before I could even process it properly, she rushed over to the bed and threw her arms around me. The sweet scent of her cologne and the warmth of her hug almost made me cry. I missed her so much.“Careful!” Victor’s voice cut sharply across the room. I laughed into Stacey’s shoulder, pulling back slightly just to look at his ridiculously serious face.“She’s fine, Victor!” Stacey said, rolling her eyes as she squeezed me a little tighter to make her point.I shook my head fondly and looked up at him, mock pleading, “Plea
Too Late To Love, I want Revenge Now! Their fates will be sealed tonight!
Victor I must’ve paced the same the hospital corridor at least a hundred times, maybe more. My feet had gone numb, my throat was dry from whispering every kind of silent prayer I could think of, and my mind… God, my mind was a mess. All I could see was her falling, all I could hear was the dull, lifeless thud of her body hitting the ground, and all I could feel was this suffocating panic sitting heavy on my chest.Just then, the double doors finally creaked open and I turned so fast my neck cracked. It was the doctor with his white coat and a calm face.I don’t even remember moving. I was just suddenly in front of him, my hands grabbing his in a desperate, reflexive gesture. “Is she okay?” My voice cracked. I didn’t even care how I looked. I would’ve begged on my knees if I had to. “Please tell me she’s okay. Please.”He blinked, a little startled by how tightly I was gripping his arms. “She’s fine, Mr. Victor. She’s perfectly fine now.”I swear the air came back into my lungs in a r
Too Late To Love, I want Revenge Now! Help me or I expose your secrets!
SoniaI stood there, completely still, even as the air around us felt like it was vibrating with tension. Marshall's voice echoed in my head long after he’d stopped talking, like someone had stamped his words into my skull with a branding iron.‘A video... a judge that doesn't tolerate abuse... no way out.’And Dennis? God, he looked like a damn ghost. He was pale, shaken and for once, speechless.I watched him, watched the slow crumbling of his ego, his plans, his fake sense of control. And that’s when it hit me.He’s finished. Like… really finished.It was written all over his face. I didn’t need a judge or a lawyer to confirm it. I’d seen that look before, on men who lost everything and had no idea how to claw their way back. That mix of disbelief and slow, dawning horror that they’d gambled with too much and lost it all.And just like that, everything in me snapped to attention.Because I might’ve been a lot of things, but I wasn’t stupid. And I sure as hell wasn’t going down with
Too Late To Love, I want Revenge Now! There’s no way out of this!
DennisI stood there, frozen, the sounds around me swallowed up in this buzzing roar in my ears. I couldn’t even blink. My eyes were locked on the spot where she had fallen just moments ago.Victor had carried her away like she weighed nothing, like she meant everything.I hadn’t moved. Not when she collapsed. Not even when Victor gave me that look… the kind you only give someone you want to bury with your bare hands.I’d seen men like him lose control before. And for a second, I thought he would.I actually braced for it, his fist, his rage but it never came. He didn’t throw a punch. He didn’t say a word.He just held her like the world could fall apart and she was the only thing he wanted to save.And I was still standing there like some idiot villain in an expensive courtroom drama. The cameras were still rolling, people were whispering, and phones were up. I could feel their judgment crawling on my skin like ants.“She fell… I didn’t even touch her,” I mumbled, to no one in partic
Too Late To Love, I want Revenge Now! Something bad
VictorI didn’t realize Dennis was coming after us until I suddenly heard someone calling Freya’s name. I looked back and there he was, looking scared and desperate as he begged her to stop and hear him out. I knew Freya would never do such and I didn’t give the room either. I held onto her tightly as I continued leading the way out.All of a sudden, I looked again and saw him trying to hold her. I shoved him aside but he held Freya instead. She also tried pushing him away but then lost her balance and the next I heard was a loud bang on the floor. Freya had slumped and immediately passed out. For a second, I was blank, I was completely confused, I didn’t understand what was going on at all. One second, I was holding her hand and the next, she was lying there on the floor.“Freya!!” I heard the bastard call out her name and that jerked me back to reality.He caused all this, and he still had the guts to call her name. My hand rolled up a tight fist and I was going to land it on his
Too Late To Love, I want Revenge Now! She’s dead!
DennisI just couldn’t hide my excitement as I saw the defeated look on Freya’s face. Of course, I didn’t like how everyone was now judging her but atleast, how she knows it’s better to be by my side. If she had just gotten on the winning side, she wouldn’t be in that box right now, wishing to magically disappear.I was still deep in my thoughts, when Freya’s lawyer stood up with a smug-ass confidence, that made me angry. He had an infuriating calm that only a man with an ace in his pocket could afford. I should’ve known right there that something was about to happen but I didn’t.I was too busy basking in my moment, too sure of my win, too caught up in watching Freya squirm in that seat while Marshall dragged her through the dirt. She was finally cornered. Finally exposed. “Your Honor, in response to the accusation of adultery, the defense would like to submit this document as evidence.”The bailiff walked it over. A plain white envelope.Nothing fancy.But my gut twisted the moment
Too Late To Love, I want Revenge Now! Freya is the real villain here!
DennisI sat in the cold corner of the courtroom waiting area, barely breathing as I stared at the screen in front of me. The earlier scene replayed over and over in my head. It was so silly. Victor and Freya walking hand-in-hand like some damn royal couple. The smugness on his face. The confidence in her step. The glittering little smirk she wore like a crown. God, it made my blood boil.And then that announcement. He said he was marrying her. In front of the whole damn media.My hand clenched into a fist, nails biting into my palm. That was supposed to be me. I was the one who knew her first. I was the one who’d held her, who listened to her late-night rambles, who knew what she looked like when she cried herself to sleep. He was just a shiny, upgraded rebound. A temporary distraction. A damn fantasy.And now she was letting him parade her like some prized trophy? And to think, she still went back to him after everything that happened at her house. How desperate can she get? That fo
Too Late To Love, I want Revenge Now! Stay tuned for our wedding!
FreyaI had never known a silence this loud.Sitting in the backseat of Victor’s black Escalade, with tinted windows shielding us from the chaos outside, I could hear the faint sound of reporters buzzing around like bees drawn to scandal’s honey. Cameras flashing. Voices yelling our names. My name.My fingers clutched the silk hem of my dress. My heart wasn’t just pounding, it was racing, like it was trying to outrun the moment. I kept my eyes on the door handle. I couldn’t bring myself to reach for it.Victor sat beside me, calm as ever, dressed in that navy suit that always made him look like he ruled the damn world. And maybe he did. He had this way of exuding power without saying a word. But today, he wasn’t looking ahead. He was looking at me.“You’re shaking,” he said softly, reaching out to gently take my hand.“I’m not,” I whispered, even though I clearly was.His thumb brushed over my knuckles, and the warmth from his touch seeped into my skin, grounding me. “You don’t have t
