clutches of fate
"You're still nothing without me, Alex. You may have grown up, but that doesn't mean you're ready to take me on. You're nothing more than a rebellious child."
"Maybe I am," I said, holding his gaze, "but I'm not a fool. I know exactly who I'm dealing with. You built an empire on fear, on blood, on the broken bodies of the people you killed for profit. I know all your secrets, Marcus. Every twisted deal, every drop of blood you spilled in my name. You raised me to be ruthless, remember? So don't underestimate me now."
The smugness slipped from his face, replaced by a flash of something I'd rarely seen—doubt.
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