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Twenty-two years of careful planning, all unraveled because Ava couldn't accept her place in the hierarchy. My sister Katya had been destroyed by powerful men who thought they were untouchable. I'd spent two decades building an operation that proved no one was untouchable. That the powerful could be brought low. That women discarded as inconvenient could become instruments of revenge and profit. Three billion dollars annually. Fourteen countries. Thousands of women disappeared, repackaged, and sold to the highest bidder. It was beautiful in its efficiency. And the Blackstone family had destroyed it all. Richard Blackstone had killed my sister. So I'd planned to destroy his son and heir. But

She quickly installed the sniping rifle, aimed the scope at the speedboats Liam was driving, and aimed her shot for his head. As she saw Liam's figure gradually get bigger in her scope, a burning passion for battle surged within her. That was the reaction a top fighter got when she met another top fighter. It was a long time since she met such a strong opponent. As Liam got closer, the desire to fight in Zana's eyes burned brighter. A crazy sneer appeared on her face as well. Zana was very confident in her ability. She accepted many missions and never failed. She was known as the Black Widow within the organization.

“Since we’re talking about this, why don’t you tell me what you’re planning to do? Let’s see if you’re worthy of suppressing me.” “Also, stop using your Black Widow nickname.” “It’d be fine if you use it to trick some outsiders, but it’d be silly of you to do it with me, wouldn’t it?” Faye snapped, “Even though you know I’m the Black Widow, you still dare to fight me?” Avel replied calmly, “You’re just a widow. You don’t have the right to be suppressed by me, nor do you have the right to support Flynn’s Antiques! You’re not worthy of the Naiswells, either!”

While Ava was attempting to retreat, the black wolf pounced on her and pinned her down. She was trying to move it away. However, he growled and pierced her neck with his sharp teeth, sealing her as his. She could not help but scream. "NO!" With that, her eyes opened in shock. She started to breathe faster when she realized that she was in her bedroom, lying on her bed. She sat up, wiping her sweat from her forehead. She sighed deeply as she pressed her hand against her forehead.

Alexander heard the movement and swiftly dodged, escaping unscathed. "Aaah!" Someone nearby was not as fortunate. Having been struck by the poisoned mud, their body corroded into a puddle of pus instantly. The corrosiveness rivaled that of strong sulfuric acid. This person was simply unlucky, guilty of nothing but being too close to Alexander. This scene naturally attracted onlookers, but upon seeing the assailant, they all fell silent. The woman was Samuel's fiancee known as Black Widow. No one dared to provoke her. "Keep staring, and I'll have your eyes gouged out and pickled." Black Widow had just killed someone but acted as if nothing happened.

He opened the room for Vivian, bowed down and left. Vivian stared at him, watching him leave. There were so many things she needed to learn, things she needed to know about the werewolves. She was curious if they lived exactly like them. But importantly, she has to seduce that cold Alpha. With a smile on her face, she walked into her room. She looked around the room with an unfathomable expression on her face. The room was much bigger than her room back at her home.

They were scared out of their minds. They looked at me like I was a ghost when Mara brought me in. A tall girl with short black hair stepped forward. Her name was Lena. She had a scar across her cheek. “You are new,” she said. Her voice was rough from no talking. “Day one,” I said. Some of them laughed bitterly. Lena looked me up and down. “You will not last.” I met her eyes. “I am Raven Blackthorne. I have four bonds waiting outside that gate. I am not dying in here. And neither are you.”

"Actually, it's my first time seeing such a gigantic bedroom. So, I'm kinda stupefied." "Ah, I see." Weylin laughed lightly. Though he was dead tired, he couldn't help but cheer up whenever he was with his wife. Just the image of his wife smiling was enough for him to feel energetic. "But, my lady, since you are the wife of Weylin Turner, the leader of The Black Panther, you have to get used to this kind of environment." He flashed a gentle smile before walking towards the door. "You can retire to the bed. You must be tired."

You might be wondering how we got here, now let me help you clear the confusion. I am Ava Lowell, and here I am, in my worst nightmare, dragged off to the w*****n world by the universe, into the very boring story I hated, and in the body of the weakest female character I have ever known. I felt a hand dragged me off the stage, so I stopped her. Amanda, Avri’s sister, spoke worriedly. “You ruined everything Avri! This was supposed to be our family’s pride!” “Really sister! Aren’t you still sulking that Killian wasn’t your mate?” I said sternly.

Snake sputtered and glared but Venom simply turned away from her. *** Velia jumped onto Venom's bed, unable to help herself. She had finished cleaning the entire room, yet he wouldn’t allow her to leave without his permission. “Jerk, having fun while I'm bored to death here,” she scoffed, rolling around in frustration. A smile suddenly crept onto her face as she recalled her fun with Hacker earlier. She had finally found someone to play games with, and that made her genuinely happy. She couldn’t wait for tomorrow. Being someone’s older sister, even if it was only slightly, made her grin even wider. She rolled again and then heard a sound coming from one of the many doors in the room.