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The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

A She was always quiet and polite, hiding her wild side. Elena had no idea anyone had found her videos. She felt safe behind her anonymous username and she had planned another video for that evening. Later that night, Roman walked toward the main library. He needed to return some books. As he approached the entrance, he saw Elena walking inside alone. She wore a long coat even though the night was warm. Roman’s heart beat faster, he followed her inside without thinking. The library was almost empty. Only a few students remained on the upper floors.

Elena Amid that impenetrable darkness, there was no glimmer of light, not even the faintest spark. It was an abyss, an unending sea of obsidian, gripping me in its inescapable vice. The claws of this darkness were dangerous, scary, and strange. Then, a glimmer, a beacon in that sea of shadows—I saw it. My room, nestled in a forgotten corner, bathed in the gentle glow of two lamps. My old room, a sanctuary I'd occupied before my world changed, before I was reduced to a slave, marked with a sinister and damning moniker—the Traitor's Daughter.

Silver retorted, standing on her point. “Then what are we waiting for? Let’s go,” Elena said as she moved to her seat again, hurriedly packing her books. She was so engrossed in doing fast that she didn’t notice Gaby walk up and lean down to look at her face. Her heart almost leaped out as she heard her voice, startling her to her inner core. “Where are you going?” Gaby asked. “Stop sneaking up on people like that,” Elena replied. “I didn’t. You just didn’t see me here.”

In a game of psychological chess where the stakes are absolute surrender, she’s about to learn that some captors don't need chains to keep you bound. How far would you go to own the woman of your darkest dreams? *************** Part 1 The library at the University of London was freezing, but Elena Vance didn’t care. She was hunched over a thick book on Italian Renaissance architecture, her fingers tracing the lines of a cathedral floor plan. She looked exhausted. Her dark hair was pulled up in a messy bun, and her glasses were sliding down her nose. "Elena, seriously? It’s eleven o’clock on a Friday," a voice whispered loudly.

Her plan to kill her own sister and take over Mephistopheles herself. *** At Winterfell… Elena visits Vinix's cottage for portions and magic spells. This time around she flew by herself. Since she wasn't with the key she uses a barrier spell to portal herself into Vinix's cottage without Elevina knowing. She gets in looking around to find some sort of spell she could use or learn to defeat Lilth. Searching around she sees a book magically shifting out of the book shelf. Elena sees the book and flies up to pick it up. She keeps the dusty black book which seemed to be heavy on her hand. She opened the book and light and dark rays came out from the book.

Elena’s eyes had sold her out. “Are you going to keep up the lies, Elena?” Elena bit her lips and her shoulders slumped as she trembled all over. Maia took the book on the desk and tossed it at her feet. “Do you know who owned this book?” Maia saw that Elena was silent. So, she continued, “Celia loved this book the most. She used it as a diary. I want you to take a look at the two pages that fell out and feel the despair she experienced back then!”

This caught her attention and she tipped her chin signalling him to go on. “William Co & Enterprise is participating in the Boston project.” Sean revealed. Elena arched her brows processing the information. Her mind conspiring plans. A hard expression covered her face and when she concludes her final plan, evil smirk crept on her lips. Sean was observing her expression and he can see something evil cooking in her mind. So, he asked. “What’s your plans?” Elena continued smirking and narrated her whole plan. After hearing her, Sean lost all the colour from his face. “I won’t let you do this. You are not playing with fire. Do you know how dangerous it is… Adam William is a morally corrupted man