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And I got a strong whiff of alcohol from him. "I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!"

Sid Pov's . I came to the door to go to the club. That's when I saw Ahana hugging Zoya. My steps stopped over there. The way she is looking at me provokes me to kiss her in front of everyone. Only I know how I controlled myself. She still affects me as much as she did in that function, but before I thought I had a crush on her and now I hate her. In fact, at that time my smile was due to hatred. I just hate her. She is a terrorist. .

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“Back then, I didn’t know what hate really meant.” He leaned back, turning his head to look at me fully now. “And now?” “Now I know it’s not the opposite of love,” I said quietly. “It’s just what’s left when everything else burns out.” Hate. It’s what I felt for Antonio, not Rino. I never hated Rino, I just resented him for existing in my world at all. Antonio, though… I hated him so fiercely I wanted him dead. I smoothed the front of my skirt one last time, “I should go,” I said, standing, and he rose with me like he was my shadow.

How is it that I hate a trait of his that at one point I truly loved so much? “You know fuck all.” He simply smirks, an antagonising smile that makes me want to claw his eyes out. “Sure,” he remarks in an extremely patronising tone. Oh, I fucking hate Zion King with every fucking inch of my being. “Fuck. You.”

Hello, everyone! Thank you so much for reading, I appreciate every single commet and gem <3 I'm just letting you all know that there won't be any updates this week. Between Hate and Fate is officially finished being written, and I edit daily as I update, but this week I won't be able to edit as I go. I'm moving this week, so I've put all my projects on the back burner for now. You might still see Alpha Nero being updated because there are scheduled chapters set to go this week. I wasn't able to do that with this book, unfortunately.

Theo kept his expression neutral as he drove. He casually said, "A few days back, one of my friends told me that women enjoy these childish items, so I bought one. That way, people would know I'm taken no matter where I go. Does that ease your mind a little?" I felt my eyes twitch. The words "Exclusive Seat for My Wife" pained me. However, I did not tear it out. Instead, I merely forced a smile as I said, "I like it!" "That's great!" Theo was happy to hear my answer. He then changed the topic and said, "By the way, I want to discuss something with you."

Evely had a sentimental look on her face as she talked to Sophia, "Gosh! Let it go Sophia." "Don't start making those faces now and go read some books too." Sophia cut her off rapidly, trying not to break down. Sophia's hate for wolves was never a secret, everybody knew, her close friends, far friends, everyone knew, some said she was delusional, while others said she was mad, she was brave, lots of different comments. "I know this won't work, happy reading but I doubt you will ever find one." Evely said.

“Life is unpredictable, Hazel. You should consider yourself fortunate to be under my protection. Sign the contract, and your future will be secure. I’m sorry for your trouble.” Hazel’s emotions overtook her, and she flung the contract to the floor. “I won’t do it! This is heartless, even for you!” Jonathan rose from his chair, his cold demeanor intensifying. “Very well, Hazel. If you refuse, remember, you’re more than welcome to leave,” He gestured towards the door. Hazel, her heart heavy with grief and despair, realized that she was trapped, not just in the mansion but in a sinister web woven by a man who embodied cruelty and power.

"Me?Is that what your parents want?you killing and destroying the whole world?why do you take satisfaction in terrorizing?" "He killed my dad ,why?for what?Dad didn't do anything wrong he was just trying to support us and those children" "You just keep showing me how damaged your heart is" "I hate you because you're a bitch,a bitch got it?get to work immediately I've a lot more important things to do than talk to a...bitch like you" <<<<<