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All of them had been conspiring together to destroy everything I had while pretending to care about my wellbeing. "You're completely alone now Annie," Claire stated while smiling at the camera. "You have no family supporting you. You have an organization that's falling apart under attacks from multiple directions. You have enemies who want you dead more than they want anything else. How does it feel knowing you're going to lose everything?" The video ended leaving me staring at a black screen while my mind tried to process the depth of betrayal I had just witnessed. Claire had not just planted a bomb or manipulated me into starting a war. She had orchestrated an entire conspiracy involving o

"Let's start with this: what does 'man-killer with a beautiful face' even mean? Are we really still pushing the tired idea that a woman's beauty makes her dangerous? That's not mysticism--that's misogyny. You might want to update your tarot deck, Madame." A few heads turned. A couple of muffled laughs. "And 'skilled in deception'? What deception? Am I in disguise? Wearing someone else's name? Because I had a brief conversation with a woman--now suddenly I've manipulated her heart? That's quite a leap." I stepped forward, voice rising just enough to carry.

“Important” I waved my arm dismissively at him, hoping my face screamed at him to get out and leave me be. My eyes caught the agreement, and I looked down to pay attention to it for once. Marriage Certificate. Colour me surprised—but not really. I saw this coming. Mr Alkings is putting his daughter up for marriage for a monetary exchange. I should have known the man had that bone in him. He puts up a front that deceives people, not me, though; you can’t deceive a deceiver. When he worked back then for me, it was solely business, at least for me. It would not take a dumb person to figure out that he is in heavy debt and is selling his daughter out. This is wrong. It should feel wrong. For a s

“That’s the oly way you got away with getting me naked on camera, you sick fuck. Lies? That’s your favourite tool.” He takes a step forward, towering over me causing me to step back into the shower. His eyes flicker with fire. “Does it matter?” He said sharply. “You went there to fuck a stranger and you almost did.” His gaze is direct, his pupils dark as the night. Unfortunately, he’s right. I went there to fuck a stranger and I almost did. “There are two ingredients for deceiving, my little sister.” He inch closer until our lips are a breath apart. “A little truth and a little lie.”

I knew I had betrayed his trust but the truth was going to come out someday - nevertheless. "He was my boyfriend," I replied, looking up at him. He stood still, shaken to the marrow. Then like a joke, his voice rippled out a devilish laughter. "Was? for how long?" He put in. "Three years." He laughed again, shaking his head in disbelief. "You are 24 years old and you do not act like the professional trained assassin that you are. How then will you be able to handle Tyler Skyler? Have you forgotten that you're supposed to be his secretary in our supposed revenge-plan and no one should know who you are?"

Their enemies were always one step ahead, but now, with the ledger in the wrong hands, the danger was magnified. “We need to find them before they destroy everything,” Sienna whispered. “And we have to assume they’re watching.” ⸻ The next morning, Lena gathered the remaining team members. “We’re going to play Nexus at their own game,” she said, eyes sharp with determination. “We’ll feed false information, create decoys, make them chase shadows while we prepare the final strike.” Dominic agreed. “We can use the leak as bait. If they think they have the upper hand, they’ll expose themselves.”

It came from the weight of the unspoken. From that handwritten note left on his desk: Who else accessed this file? From the strange symphony of errors that seemed in tune—but fell out of key when you truly listened. Victoria showed up in too many corners of those failures. Not signing. Not speaking. Just present. Watching. Suggestive. Serene. And that—that was the unsettling part. Because Benjamín understood strategy. He knew manipulation when he saw it. And what he was seeing wasn’t random. It was design.

I could hear, even now, the particular fatigue in my own voice from that night, the version of myself standing in a rainsoaked corridor deciding whether to trust a stranger with the rest of her life. "She's going to present the board with a lie built entirely out of true words," I said, more unsettled by the precision of the manipulation than I wanted to admit. "That's worse than fabrication. Fabrication can be disproven. This can only be re-contextualized, and recontextualizing takes longer than the damage takes to spread."

"Five years." Nobody spoke. "I appointed her," Lilly said. "I thought she was—" She stopped. "Gran," Julian said. She looked at him. "You couldn't have known," he said. "She was careful. She had reasons to be careful." "I should have seen it," Lilly said. "People who are deceiving you work hard to make sure you don't see it," Lena said. Lilly looked at her. "That's not comfort," Lilly said. "I know," Lena said. "I'm not offering comfort. I'm offering accuracy." She held the older woman's gaze. "You were deceived by someone who was being paid to deceive you. That's not a failure of your judgment. That's what deception is."

It meant he could parade me around like a trophy while he whispered in the ears of the investors. "A gala," he mused, a slow, greedy smile spreading across his face. "Yes... that could work. It would silence the rumors about your 'hesitation.'" "Exactly," I said, beaming at him with a fake, toothy grin. "And don't worry about the finances. I’ll handle the budget. I want it to be... unforgettable." As Julian leaned in to kiss my forehead, I felt a cold notification pulse in the back of my mind. **[System Notification: Deception Skill Level 1 Acquired.]**