Marvi's expression hardened as he took a step closer, his voice low and filled with a mix of bitterness and determination. "I understand that I've fucked up, Isla. But you know what? You were doing very badly before you met your mate, Liam. Now you've become like a fairytale princess who is soon going to meet her Prince Charming. It shows that you were just lucky. The same way I believe that I, too, can get lucky again and overpower you."
Isla felt a surge of anger at his words. "You think this is about luck, Marvi? You think I'm just some damsel waiting for a prince to save me?" She took a step forward, her voice steady and fierce. "I know the game of life better than you, Marvi. Do you think you can threaten me now? I've worked hard to become who I am, and I will keep upgrading myself every day and become even more stronger. So do whatever you can, Marvi. I am ready to face you on the battlefield."
Marvi's face fell, his face getting long as he processed her words. "You think you ca
