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CHAPTER 48: Poisoned Desire

Author: Vee Okon
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-28 05:10:20

Sabrina’s POV

Tonight was the D-day. The night the Timberwolves were in the club, gracing it with their presence. Typical billionaire athletes, luxury cars lined the kerb, overzealous security shadows trailing their every step, and protocols that screamed, ‘we own this place.' They had paid for the entire VIP arena just to watch the performance uninterrupted, and every detail radiated their power.

I had just finished my performance, and my lungs were burning, sweat cooling on my skin, and the lights fading slightly as I slipped into the locker room. My heart still raced from the performance, but it wasn’t the adrenaline of the stage that had my hands shaking. It was the vial tucked in my palm. A tiny, almost inconspicuous thing, but potent enough to throw Jace Harrington off his game tomorrow.

I deserved it. For every lie he had spun to the school panel, every carefully crafted humiliation, every moment he’d made me feel small. My fingers hovered over the vial, marvelling at the weig
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