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Disbelief. One comment from his wife: *My husband is innocent. Someone did this to him. Please, if anyone knows anything, come forward.* I closed the laptop. Pressed my hands to my face. I'd spent two years planning revenge on a monster. But somewhere along the way, I'd become one myself. And the worst part? I wasn't sure I cared anymore. Because Morrison's destruction meant I was safe. Meant Brennan would stop digging. Meant I could keep going. Keep destroying Adrian piece by piece until there was nothing left.

From behind the door, someone cursed, and I suddenly met resistance from the cords as the fucker on the other side tried to prevent me from unplugging the television. Black dots danced in my vision. Above me, Reuben groaned out his release. I shuddered, my hands literally shaking as I sank down on the floor and buried my face in my hands. He’d stolen the girl I wanted. He’d snapped her up, right out from under me, and taken her virginity. Then forced me to watch it. Above me, she sounded uncertain as she asked, “Was…was that okay?” “Yeah, babe,” Reuben answered offhandedly. “You did just fine, but don’t worry. You’ll get better.”

When I was dying of silver poisoning, my fiancé Marcus, the Alpha who had promised to never abandon me, now wanted to harvest my healthy kidney for my parents' adopted daughter, Celeste. Three years ago, I got silver poisoning while defending my family during a rogue wolf attack. But somehow, my sister was the one who took all the credit. When we returned to the pack, she spun a story about how she had bravely fought off the rogues while I cowered in fear.

He slammed a fist into my chest causing me to stumble back while he cussed out loud about me being a pain. I quickly regained myself and stepped forward, "If that's what you wanted then you shouldn't have killed two people for nothing! Now, mother is the laughing stock of others and I may not be able to graduate med school." "What are you talking about? I didn't kill anyone!" "Stop lying! A man that would use his wife as a guinea pig for his experiments, who wouldn't he kill for personal glory?" His eyes darkened and he rushed to grab me by the collar of my shirt, that was when I knew I got him. It was also a confirmation that I was right.

He called, and I chuckled, placing him beside his dad. Truly, it was indeed a beautiful and heartwarming moment for us, and I was sure Hayden would never forget it for as long as he lives. ******* Dear Readers, Billionaire's Revenge has finally come to an end and I'm so greatful to God and you all for sticking with me throughout the ride. I wouldn't have come this far without your supports. I must say, it was wonderful. The ending and everything that happened, and I'm pretty certain a lot of you enjoyed the book and the ride.

That the only good thing he'd done in the midst of that whole situation had come: that sudden revenge plan that had formed in his mind at the speed of a heartbeat. A way to hit Liam and Suzan in their egos where it would hurt the most. A way to keep those two bastards close and figure out how he could make them suffer for what they'd done. A way to do your best to heal Missy's completely destroyed self-esteem... A way to finally be with the woman he loved, as he had been dreaming of for months.

“We the Donatellis, we’re diamond. The strongest stone. If you’re going to survive as one of us you need to be tough and strong independent of support. Now tell me, what’s this court case?” Elena took a deep breath and told him. She told him the story from the beginning, not leaving any part behind. She told him how Marco had saved her, she told him her wrong decisions and how the desire for revenge almost consumed her, she told him of the struggles she had dealt with her mental health; and finally, how the entire thing had come to a close. He listened attentively, barely saying a word as Elena struggled to tell my story. Halfway in, Marco finished his conversation and watched her but he did

Quinton pressed at the faint red mark on the back of his hand and spoke in a pitiful tone, "Dr. Foster, I know you're upset about your hands. I only wanted to share the good news that I’d just published three papers in top journals, but you tried to hurt my hands instead?!" He had stolen my work in plain sight and won everyone's praise. As for me, I was already notorious. Voices of contempt and abuse rose all around me. Before I could say a word, Magnolia slapped me across the face. Then, she ground the heel of her shoe into the back of my hand. The pain nearly made me black out. "Quin never did anything to you! He's still thinking about you on his wedding day, and this is how you repay him?

Michael's legacy had been one of division and destruction, but his sons were choosing a different path. The morning sun climbed higher, burning away the shadows that had dominated the night, promising warmth and growth and the possibility of healing even the deepest wounds. Behind us, our footprints in the dew-wet grass marked the end of one story and the beginning of another—a story where broken things could be mended, where love could triumph over programming, where two people shaped by the same monster could choose to become something better than the sum of their traumas. The twins walked side by side into the light, and for the first time in their lives, neither was alone.

“No, Ashton! You’re the monster here. Maybe if I hadn’t caught you fucking my sister, we’d have been telling a different story right now, but you caused this yourself.” “You bitch!” He spat with no remorse. And with that final sentence, he did the one thing I never thought he’d do to me.