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Valencia Amara Nightingale III was trapped—engaged to a powerful, ruthless prime minister with a hidden agenda, forced to endure his cruelty for five long years. A princess in name only, she had no power, no choices, just a future of helpless submission. Until the day she was murdered. But as fate would have it, death wasn’t the end for Valencia. In the same dark forest, at the exact same time, another life was lost—Anastasiya Constantine. A fighter, An agent , a woman forged in the harshest streets, Anastasiya was known for her fiery spirit and sharp mind. The world thought she was out of control, a lost cause, but her death was the catalyst for something unimaginable. God, it seemed, had other plans. Anastasiya is resurrected in Valencia’s body— now a young royal with the face of innocence, but the heart of a warrior. Gone is the meek, kind princess. In her place is a woman driven by vengeance and a hunger for power. With nothing to lose and everything to gain, Anastasiya begins her quest for revenge—against the man who destroyed Valencia’s life, and against the corrupt world that betrayed her. Her ultimate target? Aslanov Moroz Vladislav, the most powerful businessman in the world. Seduction, submission, and a ruthless drive for revenge will lead her to sell her soul to him, use his empire and influence to take control of a life that is no longer hers by choice—but will be by force. One woman. Two lives. And a debt forged in blood. Vengeance? Lol. She was out for Retribution.
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Retribution 114. Clever Little Victory.
Vladislav MorozI came awake slowly, the way a man surfaces from deep water—lungs burning, limbs heavy, every heartbeat sluggish and uncertain.The first thing I felt was pain. Not the sharp, screaming kind from the cellar; this was duller, deeper, a constant throb that lived under every bandage and in every broken rib. It told me I was still alive. I hated it for a second, then decided I could live with it.The second thing I felt was warmth.Valencia was curled against my right side, careful even in sleep, her head on my shoulder, one hand resting so lightly over the gauze on my chest that I could barely feel the weight. Her breathing was slow, steady. Her lashes were still damp. She had cried herself out beside me.I couldn’t move much. My arms were lead, my back a furnace, my ribs a cage of knives. But I turned my head—just enough—and looked at her.God, she was beautiful.Even with tear tracks cutting through the blood on her cheeks. Even with her hair tangled and wild. Even ex
最後更新 : 2025-11-30Retribution 113. Battlefield Casualty
Valencia NightingaleThe drive home was silent except for the soft rasp of Vladislav’s breathing against my neck and the occasional click of the indicator when Anatoly changed lanes. I didn’t let go of him once. I couldn’t. My arms were locked around his shoulders, one hand cradling the back of his head, fingers threaded through his blood-crusted hair like I could physically hold the pieces of him together.He hadn’t spoken since that single cracked whisper of my name. He didn’t need to. Every tremor that ran through him said enough.When the Mercedes finally rolled into the underground garage of the Mayfair penthouse, the automatic lights flickered on, harsh and white. Anatoly killed the engine but didn’t move to get out. He just looked at us in the rear-view mirror for a long second, something ancient and exhausted in his eyes, then nodded once and climbed out to open Vladislav’s door.I helped him out. He tried to stand on his own and almost went down. His legs simply refused. Betw
最後更新 : 2025-11-30Retribution 112. Always.
Valencia NightingaleEvery head in the hall, including mine, snapped toward the sound. Cameras clicked like light switches. For one suspended heartbeat the only noise was the low hum of the air-conditioning.My breath caught in my throat, as I wondered who exactly that was. My shoulders sagged the moment I set my eyes on Anatoly's towering figure. His face is dead straight and serious as he walks forward.His cheek was bruised, probably from the scuffle at the airport and I wondered just how fast he must have been to get to the Parliament to grant bail for Vladislav and come back to still catch up with me.Or was he not able to get him granted bailIn his left hand was a single sheet of heavy cream paper bearing the gold-embossed crest of the United Kingdom.The crowd parted before him the way water parts for a shark.I stood frozen at the bacj row, lungs still burning from the sprint, Malcolm's smug smile faltered for the first time. He half-rose from his seat, paddle still clutc
最後更新 : 2025-11-30Retribution 111. A Wild Goose Chase
Valencia NightingaleThe wheels touched down on the runway with a shuddering thump, the kind that always made my stomach dip even though I’d been on dozens of flights in my life. The plane tilted, slowed, rattled, then finally steadied as it rolled toward the terminal. I pressed my forehead lightly to the window. London was grey, iron-cold, washed in that particular shade of winter light that made the whole city look like a steel engraving. Sleek airport buildings glowed with glassy reflections. Wet asphalt shone like black ice.We were home and we were already running out of time.Passengers around us unbuckled, stood up, stretched stiff limbs. Anatoly and I stayed seated for a few seconds longer, both of us scanning the aisle, the windows, the attendants. Habit. Instinct. Survival. Nothing looked wrong, but after Russia, after Malcolm’s stunt at the police station, after the perfect ease of retrieving files that should have taken weeks, it was impossible to trust quiet.Anatoly rose
最後更新 : 2025-11-30Retribution 9.Identity Crisis
Anastasiya Van Houten.Once again, i was lost. My reality sucked out of me and hurled into this nightmarish limbo, an eternal vortex of confusion...wonder, a grappling sense of loss of identity. I needed a line, a very broad one. One that explained where Valencia began and where i ended. I wasn’t
Retribution 8. Mirror on the Wall
Anastasiya Van Houten"Come on Anastasiya" I growled, forcing my legs to take another step. How did someone like me, who leapt from crazy heights, who jumped meters in a single leap be reduced to this?? A bumbling and confused doofus who couldn't even take a fucking step toward a mirror that was
Retribution 7. Stuck in a soap Opera
Anastasiya Van HoutenMy vision blurred, the overlapping voices blending into a chaotic mess. I tried to latch onto one voice, but they all jumbled together into incoherence."It's me, Hannah.""What are you feeling, princess?""Could she have internal bleeding?""What's your full name?""Enough
Retribution 6. The Wrong Princess
Anastasiya Van Houten My breaths came out in harsh, heavy pants as I shot upright, my chest burning as I gulped greedily for air. I was drowning. My hand immediately reached for my throat, rubbing it furiously, trying to ease the burning sensation. My skin felt clammy, and my hair was all over
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