All Chapters of REVENGE AND RAVISH: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The ballroom glowed magnificently, the chandeliers throwing golden light over marble flooring and gorgeously clad VIPs. Conversations hummed like bees, with the occasional clink of champagne glasses. Isabella Monroe took a slow, measured breath, her gaze sweeping across the room. She didn't belong here anymore, but no one knew.Her black silk gown clung to her like a second skin, the type of clothing that drew attention while leaving much to the imagination. It was deliberate. Every aspect, from her outfit to her diamond earrings, was part of a meticulously planned illusion. Tonight, she was not the orphaned daughter of a bankrupt billionaire. Tonight, she embodied power.She surveyed the room, looking for the one man who mattered.Xander Blackwood. Even his name was enough to start a fire in her chest. The son of the man who had stolen everything from her. She would now annihilate this man."Miss Monroe, you look stunning tonight."Isabella recognised Gerald Palmer, a top executive a

A world different from the chilly, lavish hallways of Blackwood Corporation was Isabella's flat. It was a sleek, uncomplicated room with a minimalist décor and a long, panoramic view of the city, hidden away on a quiet street. This was how she liked it. Less personal attachments are preferable. Like her, everything in this place was planned and useful.She lowered herself onto the couch, letting go of her heels and feeling her body relax. It had gone better than she had anticipated for the meeting at Blackwood. She had established herself solidly in their world and laid the foundation. Still, she couldn't shake the unanticipated presence of Xander Blackwood.He had been observing her all along, his eyes calculating and razor sharp, like a predator sizing up its prey. It was disconcerting. She had anticipated interacting with his lieutenants and avoiding him as much as possible. However, it appeared that the rules had altered. Things got more tricky because Xander was more involved tha

Warm light filled Isabella's penthouse as morning sunshine filtered through the curtains. With a cup of coffee in hand, she sat by the bay window thinking back on the gala the night before. It seemed like the event went nicely. Xander Blackwood was present as Isabella maintained her ground while mingling with the wealthy and influential elite. Still, she felt uneasy about their indisputable bond. Xander was passionate and mysterious, unlike anyone she had ever met. He could get beyond her barriers in a way that others could not, therefore his influence carried a danger. Her thoughts were interrupted as her phone buzzed on the table. When she saw his name, Xander Blackwood, she momentarily froze. She reluctantly clicked on the message. Xander: Today's lunch. Only us. The location is your choice. I'm going to wait. She gave him a stern look, which was typical of Xander. Still, there was something fascinating about his candour. "Just the two of us." This was no ordinary busines

Isabella stood at her apartment window, the city lights a blur as she read through the contract for the third time. Each word on the page seemed heavier, and each clause was more binding. This wasn’t just a business deal but a merger of lives. Every decision, every move she made, now revolved around one choice: signing this contract with Xander Blackwood.It was simple legally but complex in every other sense. The terms were clear—a marriage meant to stabilize their respective empires, a calculated union to ward off their rivals. Yet she knew Xander’s motives went deeper than that. He wasn’t just after a business arrangement; he wanted control. And the one thing Isabella despised was being controlled.Her phone buzzed, his name lighting up the screen. Without hesitating, she answered.“Isabella,” his voice, cool and steady, filled her ear. “Have you decided?”She took a deep breath, gripping the document. “Yes, I have.”“And?”“I’ll do it. But there are conditions.”A pause, then a lo

Isabella entered Xander's office, her heels clicking on the smooth marble floor as the early sun streamed through the towering windows. She had been used to the power emanating from every nook and cranny of his world—the luxury, the whispered transactions, the quiet but obvious tension in every place they shared. Today, however, felt different.Xander stood beside his desk, gazing out at the city skyline with his back to her. He appeared to be in a deep state of meditation or even preparing for an impending conflict because of his stiff posture and clinched hands behind him."You desired for me to be here?" Isabella questioned, her voice firm despite the buzz of nervousness beneath it."I have a meeting today," Xander replied in a stern, low voice without turning around. I want you to be there.Isabella had long since ceased anticipating those, so it wasn't a request. She raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms. "Another business transaction?"Xander turned to her at last and replied,