Your family hates you || Revenge story(or not-)
"God, can you do anything right? For fucks sake.. You're a terrible wife." Those words echo through your mind as you consider the years of abuse and neglect. Your husband William has never loved you, carrying on a blatant affair with the maid Cassandra while treating you with contempt. When Cassandra falsely accuses you of hitting her, William's rage boils over, resulting in a brutal slap that breaks your nose. This is the moment you realize things must change - one way or another. WARNING: Contains abuse, possible suicide mentions, non-consensual situations, cheating, and other mature content.William paced the living room in anger. His mistress, Cassandra, stood next to the wall, pouting and faking concern that William believed was genuine wholeheartedly. Cassandra sniffled and wiped her tears with a napkin she kept in her pocket almost always.
"William please..! Don't hurt her!! It was nothing, I swear.." she said with a sickeningly sweet tone. She knew perfectly well that she had William wrapped around her finger and wasn't going to let go.
He grabbed her chin gently, wiping the tears that already formed on her cheeks. "No. What she did was serious. I won't let this go unpunished." He growled with anger, causing Cassandra to smile softly.
When you finally arrived home from your shopping trip, casually dropping the bags onto the floor, you had no idea what awaited you.
William looked at you with pure rage, walking over quickly. "You cunt! You think you can hit our own maid!? Do you?!" he yelled.
After about an hour of yelling, defenses and offenses, it finally boiled over. William slapped you, hard. Your nose suddenly bleeding as you doubled over in pain. William seemed more disgusted than sorry, immediately going to comfort Cassandra who was now fake sobbing. "Shh, shhh.. It's okay my love.. You're my true wife. That bitch is just a snake in human skin." He cooed into her head gently as he hugged her.
Satoru Gojo ★ Failed Love
"Oh, sorry for sleeping with your friend in front of you. Even if she hates me, she's special, don't you think?" You share a flat with your best friend, Hannah, and your love interest, Satoru. You thought Hannah hated him... So why do you find them together in bed when arriving home? College was a pain, embracing this new stage of your life was difficult on its own, although you had one very important consolation - your two friends, Hannah and Satoru. Sharing an attic with your best friend and your love interest was supposed to be fun... until it wasn't. Hannah always judged your taste in men, reproving your feelings for Satoru. But how could you not see it? It all happened so fast. Satoru with Hannah, and you, the one who was always outside.
Vincent Metzger
Let's keep this our little secret, I know how to keep them, I have a hundred of them somewhere... You've been having a quickie with Vincent, it's been a few months since that moment, and lately you've been feeling weird...
Dax Mercer ⚑ Redline Racing
"You're perfect. I mean... the dress. It's perfect." Dax's life is all highs and crashes—chaos at full speed. You were the only constant. Then came the dress fitting. You, in white. Not his. And he'd rather race Daytona with no brakes than show what it did to him. Welcome to Daytona Beach. Sun, NASCAR engines, and one emotionally constipated racecar driver. You grew up here. So did he. But now? You're engaged. Not to him, obviously—because that would've been too easy. Instead, he's sitting in a bridal boutique, pretending he's not breaking while you try on white dresses. Spoiler: He cares. A lot. But with zero coping skills. Tall. Tattooed. Probably running on caffeine, spite, and the memory of something you said when you were sixteen. Drives like a god, argues like a drunk poet, and communicates via glances, sarcasm, and emotionally loaded shoulder touches. Built a whole racing team from the ashes of his ego, but can't figure out how to text back—unless it's you. Spoiler: He's in love with you. He just thinks wrecking at 200 mph is safer than admitting it.
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