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She's prettier than Evelyn and Vanessa combined, tall and possess an elegant aura. "Annabelle, I just can't understand. The evils lately keep increasing. There's one villain eating unborn fetuses in M city, another sucking blood of virgins till they almost die in Doe city and now here in Y city- another unknown villain who wants both mother and child dead with the husband's bad reputation?" Andre just couldn't put his finger on the matter. "Who was it or rather who are they? Who are those people bent on destroying the balance and throwing each city into chaos?"

一 Caroline softened her voice, it was likely that she was also using the same suffering technique on Dona Cristina as she used on Felipe and possibly on Senhor Jacob. 一 Unfortunately not, Caroline. But I'll look for you, excuse me 一 She asked rudely, but before she did she turned to me and then smiled 一 See you later my dear 一 She smiled at me and only after that did she leave. There was hate in Caroline's eyes, she could fool heaven and saints but not me. I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain.

Amelia was furious and immediately felt like getting a gun and shooting Liam right in the face. Thankfully, she didn’t lose her cool and did something crazy. Because based on the amount of power she has now—courtesy of her dad’s criminal affiliations—She could literally order a bunch of goons to beat up his ass. “You know, normally I’d feel sorry for you.” He shrugged. “But considering the fact that you’re a villain with a black heart, I can’t help but say you deserve it.” Amelia was severely provoked, but strangely didn’t have any lines to use for a comeback, so she remained mute. The battle going on in her mind seemed to be more important than Liam’s words.

“And let’s be real, a nice guy is always nice to everyone. So when he’s nice to you, it’s not even special. But a bad boy? The kind that treats the world like dirt but melts only for you? That’s rare. That’s special.” Amelia still looked confused, so I gave her the perfect example. “If you’ve ever watched The Vampire Diaries, you’d get it. Stefan was sweet, kind, noble—blah, blah, blah. But Damon? Damon was dangerous, selfish, reckless… and yet, when he loved you, he would rip the world apart for you. Stefan wanted to save everyone, but Damon? Damon would kill anyone who even looked at you wrong. That’s what I want. Not some perfect saint. I want the villain who loves only me.” I leaned back

I blushed at the compliment, “Yeah, well I feel like you’re also in your element when you grill me like that. You’re a very believable villain.” He rose from his chair, the muscles in his face tense. He made a full circle around the desk and knelt close enough that I could feel his breath on my cheek, “Don’t be deceived, Amelia. You only like me because we’re standing on the same side of this case. I am a villain. It would do you well to remember that.”

Chapter 45 Amberleigh wanted nothing more than to get out of the shiny and expensive underground lair of one of the worst killers in the city. It was hard to believe that Katia had any connections to him, she was a good person with a big heart, while the man who spawned her didn’t have one at all. Amber wasn’t fooled by Ambrov’s good looks or even tone of voice or his fancy underground palace, he was truly the devil incarnate. Pretty monsters were the worst kind.

“How is that going to help us lure him out?” Amber paced. “Axel and Cole said he was obsessed with me, so I’m sure he’s kept someone somewhere watching my every move, and that person would send reports to him,” she smiled, feeling like a genius. “If there is one thing I know, and I believe from the books I’ve read and the movies I’ve watched, obsessed villains don’t hurt the woman they’re after. They only hurt the man in her life, and I have strictly warned Axel not to leave King mansion until we’ve gotten to the bottom of this.”

"You're getting on my nerves. I'd love to tear you apart myself for this kidnapping stunt. Keep your story to yourself, bastard!” "Bold words," Aman said mildly. "But I'm the one holding all the cards here. Your defiance is futile." Alice's eyes narrowed as he glared at Aman, his hatred simmering just beneath the surface. He refused to show any weakness, even as his mind whirled with the implications of Aman's story. The betrayal, the bloodshed, and now this deranged man sitting before him, claiming to be involved in the massacre of Alisha's family.

“You think sending me cryptic notes and showing up at my house makes you the hero here?” Her smile sharpened. “You think this is about jealousy. It’s not. This is about consequences. Roman likes to pretend he’s this reformed, honorable man now. But that’s not the man I knew.” I swallowed hard. “And who was he, Amelia?” Her eyes flickered with something dark. “The kind of man who makes deals with devils. The kind who uses people when it suits him and erases them when he’s done.” “That’s not true.”

As much as I would like to cover you in vomit, I won’t give you the satisfaction of seeing any reaction from me. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but you and your pack are no rival to ours,” the blue-violet eyed psychiatrist sneered at him. “They will easily use you as a rug to clean their leather Italian shoes. We have more of an Alpha than you will ever be. Not even a hundred versions of you can match V.” Her tone was calm, despite her smirk. Still in her disadvantaged state, she knew how to press this hated villain’s buttons and get a couple of laughs from his reactions, and whatever important information that she could acquire.