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She muttered with confusion written boldly on her face. “Are you surprised? So you really think you can get rid of me that easy?“ “You that I can just die any other Coward Alpha right? “I sm sorry for disappointing you, little angel or should I say little viper?” “I am sorry for disappointing you by not dying.“ “It isn’t my fault that I can’t die.” “Let me make it right for you by stabbing you just the same way you stabbed me at my back ” I dropped the bombshell as I grin like a maniac.

- and I'd do it a second time. You aren't bad until you've ever frozen someone's underwear as payback. -every single one of them. You aren't bad until you've ever replaced someone's possessions with something else. - I replaced his books with bricks. You aren't bad until you can threaten your enemy and get away with it. - sassiness runs through my veins. You aren't bad until you've won a fight. - poor poor Luka. You aren't bad unless you've insulted someone repeatedly and are still breathing. - Insulting Blade is my favourite pastime.

T) in his famous monologue said and I quote; "What is a villain without his villainous tales? Or an antagonist without his antithesis? For to see a villain is to see a poet Before his last act of mischief to serve in a tray His evil masterminded plans to relay To the awe of the captured protagonist As he bemoans his clouded perception by the evil mist Have you ever heard of "good mastermind" before? For long have we been margi..." Unfortunately, he was shot three times in the head with a "Stormbreaker M14" by an U.N.N agent(not to be mistaken for a tertiary institution in Nigeria, click 70765 times for disambiguation), Agent Stark before he could finish his monologue. Our condolences go to t

Walker. “You are the worst thing that has ever happened in my life. I hate you more than I have ever hated anyone in this world. How could you back stab me in this manner, old? Mr. Walker? I don’t want anything to do with you or this family. One thing for sure is that all of you will regret ever betraying me. You can go to hell for all I care.”

I paused, allowing my words to sink in properly before I proceeded, delving the tip of the gun into his neck with a sick grin on my face. "Oops, did I forget to add the part where you embezzled funds from the company you started up with your best friend a few years ago before you left him out in the dust and went ahead to start your fucking company! After stabbing him in the back!" My deep, dark voice resounded terrifically in the room. "I hate greedy old men but I despise betrayers even more," I applied pressure on his neck, growling out my words. "I…am__surrrw_y" He pleaded, choking on his words but I didn't give a fuck if he was sorry or not. I just wanted to get my point across.

She chuckles sadistically. “How is that even possible?” “Well, your mate gave his friends a piece of his own sapphire and blood when they swore an oath to always be there for one another, yet Quade stabbed him in the back.” She coughs again, her breathing becoming erratic for a few moments. “Nikita!” I reach for her, but she raises a finger slightly. “I’m fine. This can’t kill me,” she’s mumbling now, but I’m hanging onto every word even if they make no sense now, I will go over them later.

"Oh, please. You think I'm scared of Andrew? If I hadn't been tied up with bigger things lately, he'd be long gone!" Yara sneered, her face oozing scorn. "Keep fooling yourself. Not even the Golding or Haywood family hit squads can lay a finger on him! "Who do you think you are, Quinton? You can't seriously think you're tougher than the Goldings or the Hawyoods, can you?" Quinton was at a loss for words, his fists clenched so hard they popped and crackled. "Yara, I have no clue where you're getting this gutsy attitude to backstab me, the top dog around here! However, let me give you a heads-up: if you keep playing with fire, you might just get burned for real!"

“Cargo getting hit. A little PR storm. Rumors of a traitor in your midst.” I didn’t blink. “You came all the way here just to gossip?” He grinned. “No. We came because we still want to do business with you. In fact, we’re offering you something better than what Alvarez had on the table.” I sat down. “Why?” “Because sabotage is part of the game.” Deadpan said, his voice as flat as his stare. “The moment you rise, someone will try to pull you down. And if no one’s targeting you, it just means you’re not a threat.”

“Hey, I’m better at literature and grammar than you!” “Guys, it’s fine. I didn’t feel that you were using me. Actually, I should be the one to thank both of you. You made me feel that I have friends in this town aside from Gelo’s family. Back then, I really have difficulties making friends. I have trust issues that these people are backstabbing me. And I was right.”

“You’ve built your empire on lies, Lucas. They don’t love you. They tolerate you. And when you fail, they’ll turn on you. Just like they turned on me.” “I’m nothing like you!” I roared, driving my knee into his gut. He staggered but didn’t fall. Instead, he laughed, a dark, guttural sound that made my skin crawl. “You’re exactly like me,” he said, his eyes gleaming with a sick satisfaction. “And one day, they’ll see it too. Especially Sabrina. You think she’ll love you when she sees the monster you really are?”