All Chapters of Her Fierce Revenge : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Regret & Dangerous Cravings Sebastian’s POVAs soon as I opened my eyes, I felt a rush of emotion flood through me. An annoying rush that left an unpleasant feeling in my chest.I stared at the ceiling for several seconds before slowly turning my head. Camilla was still asleep beside me… or at least she appeared to be asleep.One look at her naked frame lying there beside me, and everything from yesterday came rushing back.First, the confrontation with Ariana… then my argument with my mother afterwards. The unsettling tension eventually led me into Camilla’s seductive arms. Something I no longer craved for.But seeing Ariana yesterday had woken something in me… wild, raw, and impossible to tame.I rubbed a hand over my face. What exactly had I been thinking when I came into her room? When I kissed her first? When I had steamy sex with her?The answer to those questions came to me almost immediately… I hadn’t been thinking right yesterday. And it was all because of Ariana.Seeing her

Damage ControlAriana’s POVI waited for the ground to open up and swallow me, but nothing happened. Sadly. I stared at Jason, and the boy stared back confidently.As much as I knew his confidence was born out of nativity and utter innocence, I found it a little annoying… not enough to express my feelings though.Jason was completely unaware that he had probably just created the most uncomfortable breakfast conversation in history.Across the table, Kylan had suddenly developed a strange interest in his coffee. Bu my side, Skylar looked seconds away from bursting into laughter.“Jason,” I finally said carefully.“Yes, Mom?”“Where exactly did you read such thing?”He frowned, also as if the answer was obvious.“Uh, online.”Of course. Nothing feeds toxic shit to people like the internet. Especially little kids like Jason.“Online where?” I pressed.The boy just shrugged.“I don’t remember.”Wonderful.Skylar calmly covered her mouth. I narrowed my eyes at her, and she tried to compose

A Crack in the Armour​Ariana’s POV​I refused the call, and the office went completely silent ​I stared at my phone face down on the desk for several long seconds, my heartbeat surprisingly calm in the face of the storm in my head. Six years ago, hearing Sebastian’s voice would have been enough to knock down every wall I’d built around myself. Today, all I felt was caution.​He had found me. That was the only thing that mattered.​I slowly grabbed the phone again and saved the unknown number without naming it. Hovering my thumb over the screen, I opened the call history, praying I’d imagined the whole conversation. I had not. The call had lasted exactly twenty-two second twenty-two seconds to resurrect a life I'd buried years ago.​I leaned back in my chair and breathed out a soft sigh. Where did he get this number? It wasn’t listed anywhere. Even SinTech's executives reached out to me on my business line. This was a private number I only gave out to a very small circle of people I

THE WRONG TRAILAriana's POVI hadn't slept well.Not because of the article. Not even because of Camilla. It was Sebastian's call that kept pulling me back. His voice after six years. The way he said my name was as if no time had passed at all.But more than his voice it's one question I couldn't shake.How did he get that number?I was still thinking about it when Skylar walked in that morning and found me already at my desk."Forty-seven reposts from verified business accounts," I said before she could sit down. "All within the first two hours. Nobody does that without a plan."Skylar picked up the printout. "Someone paid for this.""Someone coordinated it. There's a difference. Getting forty-seven accounts moving in the same direction within two hours takes real relationships. Someone made one phone call and people jumped." "Camilla?" I asked"Maybe. Or someone using her without her knowing it."That thought had stayed with me all night. Camilla is calculated but she was never th

What The Cameras Can't SeeAriana’s POVThe street security footage took three hours to retrieve, and by the time it landed on my desk, I had already convinced myself that I wouldn't like what I found.I didn’t.The man in the black SUV had sat in the same spot for four nights in a row. Always at night. Always gone by dawn. His face was never pointed at the camera, not once, as if he knew precisely where it was mounted.“Professional,” Kylan said, leaning over my shoulder to watch the footage loop again. “Or well-paid,” I said. "Amateurs catch lucky angles. "This one never slipped.Skylar said standing near the door. "Should I get the police involved?" Not yet." I froze the footage on the clearest frame, a blurred jaw, a gloved hand. "The second we go official, whoever hired him disappears and we lose our only lead.Kylan stood up straight. “Then we pull the thread ourselves.”“Delicately.”"When have I ever been anything but?"I nearly smiled. Close.Skylar cleared her throat. It's a