Karma's Ultimate Payback My Success, Their Downfall novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

“Evan, what’s with selling her nudes for just $6.99 a pop? That’s dirt cheap, man! I dropped a hundred bucks and got your whole damn collection without breaking a sweat,” Blake snorted. “Hell, even those wilted roses from the sketchy street vendor cost $9.99!”

Evan Keith curled his lip in contempt.

“I wanted everyone to know that Thalia isn’t worth even a cheap street rose. She loves embarrassing Ravena? Well, I’ll humiliate her even more!”

He seemed to remember something and unlocked his phone.

A moment later, broken, fragmented sounds played from his device.

“I’ve got videos and audio recordings too. How about $7.99 per clip? Anyone interested?”

I knew exactly when those broken sounds were recorded.

The guys kept whooping and hollering louder by the second. Their disgusting laughter made me sick to my stomach.

I bit my lip until I tasted blood, trying to regain some composure.

Evan had taken me so long to win over. Everyone saw him as the perfect boyfriend, always putting

me first.

Throughout our four years together, Evan was always insatiable in bed–constantly demanding sex.

Not only that, but he loved buying me various roleplaying outfits for our intimate moments, which he was particularly obsessed with this.

I always thought those costumes simply enhanced his desire. I never imagined the real reason was to make recording easier…

As the laughter in the room grew more piercing, a chill ran down my spine.

Recently, I caught a cold due to the sudden drop in temperature.

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Chapter 1

After taking medicine for several days without improvement. But Evan, seemingly concerned, drove me to the hospital where his stepsister worked.

Before meeting her, I’d only heard about Ravena from Evan and his friends.

“Ravena? Man, she’s Evan’s precious angel!“–he absolutely adores her!

And indeed, although Ravena was the same age as me,she spoke as if she were younger girl, naturally making people want to protect her.

But despite this being our first meeting, she seemed to dislike me intensely.

When she gave me my injection, I could clearly feel her deliberately missing the vein. Each misplaced needle caused obvious pain.

After just a few attempts, my hand was mostly purple with bruises.Though she looked somewhat sorry, she never once apologized.