All Chapters of The Misstress's Revenge : Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

Callie's POVEvery Monday afternoon, Stefan would leave his office for a late lunch meeting me at the Motel 6 on Gretna Street. It wasn't an ideal location, but this had slowly become 'our' place. Each time growing more passionate than the last, and I knew he was slowly forgetting about her. I had always asked him if she was pretty, and I always wondered if it was she he was thinking about when we were intimate. "Callie, forget about her. Of course she is beautiful, she's my wife. She doesn't please me like you do," he caressed my neck into his strong hands. The warmth of his blood heated me, and I could feel his heart pounding profusely through his skin. "I'm falling in love with you," I tried to catch my breath, "I know we always promised each other this would go no further than just casual sex, but..." Before I could finish my profound speech confessing my love for him, he had leaned down and sunk his lips into mine. Fireworks were all around me, and I felt weightless. He lifted

Callie's POV Sleep never came easy, hasn't for weeks. Three weeks had passed since the day Stefan never showed up to our meeting place without warning, not a call nor a text. I couldn't say I wasn't worried, in reality I felt as if I didn't have control over my mind. Different scenarios went off in my head like fireworks. Did he change his mind, and tell his wife? Did he find something or someone better? Did I go too far, revealing my feelings for him? Did our affair really just come to an abrupt halt because of me? I didn't intend to take things as far as I had with Stefan from the beginning, the night at Georgie's Pub. The waiter had been hitting on me all night, coming to my rescue the second the last drop would escape from my glass. Despite his generosity, I couldn't keep my eyes off of Stefan. At some point during the night, our eyes met and we held each other at the glance for what seemed like hours. It was like our eyes had met in an embrace, I could feel my cheeks flushi

Callie's POV ***WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT. 18+ ONLY ***"I know a guy who sells chloroform, that's the easiest way you're going to drug someone long enough to get him where you want them to be," Melanie twirled her spoon into her coffee, mixing the contents. We were sitting in the back of a Waffle House a few blocks from my apartment, having a late breakfast and gossiping over my latest scheme. I diligently jotted down her information into a composition book which pages were now filled with an act of hostility much greater than anything I was used to. "Melanie, there's only one thing I'm forgetting," I peaked over the edge of the book and at her, "How am I going to drug him? I can't even get a phone call, much less a text message from him." Melanie sat across from me, her hand resting on her chin holding her head up. I could see the wrinkles slowly forming across her forehead as she sunk deeper and deeper into her train of thought. She was thinking so

Callie's POV "What if we kidnapped them both?" Melanie sat crisscrossed on my couch looking over the detailed work in my composition books. I hadn't thought about bringing Katherine into my demise, she was innocent. She couldn't have known her husband was indeed a womanizer, and if she had wouldn't she have divorced him long before now? I looked at Melanie confusingly, "Why would I do that? She didn't do anything, she didn't know about me. She did what any wife would've done almost, she made him eliminate the problem. Me." "You're pregnant," she pointed her index finger toward my almost noticeable growing belly, "He ignored you, he didn't want you to contact him anymore. Do you think he told his wife the severity of the situation here? Someone has got to tell her." Since finding out I was pregnant, Melanie had made herself seemingly more dedicated to getting justice for what Stefan had done. She had practically moved out of her own apartment and into mine, near catering to me hand