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My mouth flew open in genuine shock, a gasp escaping before I could stop it. I had heard many stories about Cassian Hale’s ruthlessness, but witnessing it firsthand was something completely different. The maid’s screams grew louder and more desperate with every letter he carved. By the time he finished, the letters were jagged and deep, her arm a ruined canvas. Cassian’s shirt and hands were smeared with red, but he rose calmly, as if he had merely signed a contract instead of mutilating a woman. “Victor,” he said evenly, wiping the blade on a handkerchief before handing it back, “dump her in the ocean. And compensate her family greatly—after all they sold her to me, they have no right to co

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Every step I took caused my heart to thrum in my chest. “You chose your sick little revenge over me. Over us. Instead of asking me for clarification, you pushed me away because you thought I was a gold digging back stabbing bitch. You didn’t think I was good enough. And just like your father, you didn’t think I was worthy of the Anderson name. Because if you did, you wouldn’t have let vengeance cloud your mind.”

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?

I screamed at him as soon as I barged in, he removed his glasses and looked at me with a calm smirk. "I asked you something." "Well I don't think I did something wrong so I don't find it necessary to answer you." he said standing up and coming near me. "Wrong? Everything is wrong. Do you know how much difficulty I had to undertake so that my new name could be created? At least do you know what will be the complications of this absurdity?" I asked him and I am sure he can see the fumes coming out of my years. "Revenge is sweet, senorita."

Then I got out of the car and set it on fire and ran far from it then watched it explode from afar. "Very soon...I'll come for you, Vladimir. Enjoy your life as much as you can in the meantime." I walked towards the car I left there the previous day, slid into the driver's seat and drove back home with a feeling of satisfaction. I was going to finish my revenge, I was goig to end every single person who was involved in the ruination of my life and I was gonna do it in the worst ways possible. ** The Next Day I stood in front of my Target as he approached me. He just came from Australia and I was posing as his driver.

He betrayed me. As I lived through my banishment, my hurt soon turned to anger which further hardened my heart and that anger turned to an unquenchable thirst for revenge. Xander was right. War does change people. END OF BOOK ONE!!!

I will surely get to the root of this and get revenge! Those wicked people that murdered my parents should get ready for a taste of my vengeance!

I copied their positions. Revenge was never this fucking glorious.

And so did Amelia. The room emptied, leaving only the two of them. For the first time in four years, they were alone. Ronald leaned against the table, arms folded, looking at her. "You've changed." Amelia tilted her head. "And you haven't." He let out a low laugh, but there was no humor behind it. "Tell me, Amelia… Was this what you wanted? Revenge?" She met his glare head-on. "I wanted justice." A silence. Then….