Romans & histoires The Fox Revenge

"I don't want you to start hiccupping and then make a fool of yourself." "Oh how sweet of you!" she said with sarcasm filled in her voice. "Ma'am you can start now." she gulped a large breath and then nodded. "My family was killed by the de Mario mafia because my father being a detective had proof against them and when I got to know that Sean was involved I wanted revenge. Sean had held me as captive in my house to find the proof that my father had. In order for revenge..."

me: " if you are Hayden LI.. and the great business man.. then why did you joined as my father assistant and married me.. " Hayden: " oh you want answer.. ask your dad.. oh I just forgot to say.. from now onwards you won't go out of here... fine let me tell me.. I just joined your father company.. to take my revenge... " Listening to this, I felt like my world collapsed... ' revenge... what revenge...!!!!'

A loud scream erupted from the storm. Immediately after, the red fox flew out of the fray, landing like a fallen maple leaf. The gray wolf slowly emerged from the dust. The calico cat stared, stunned, until she saw the long bleeding scar on the wolf’s face and realized what had happened. The fox tried to rise several times to continue the fight, but failed. Soon, it turned into a red light, returning to the boy’s body. Gaining the fox’s strength, the boy’s complexion improved, and he began to show signs of life.

“I’ve already killed one of my men for this treasure. Shouldn’t I provide compensation for his death? Besides, I’m already being a saint by leaving you some scraps. Don’t push your luck. “One minute. If you still dare to boast in front of me, then the three of you can forget about leaving here today!” The Arctic Fox was determined to act like a rogue. Andrius was angered. “Arctic Fox! I advise you not to be stubborn. If you don’t give me a reasonable explanation, or don’t blame me for teaching you a lesson!” If it were in the past, Andrius would have already slapped the Arctic Fox several times. He would not be wasting time bickering. However, the situation now was special. The Arctic Fox ma

Then, out of nowhere, Dale appeared. With a single fluid motion, Dale’s sword cut through the fox’s charge, the blade glinting as it caught the fragmented sunlight. The fox fell to the ground, blood pooling around its still form. Relief flooded me for a fleeting second—until the body began to convulse. I stood rooted to the spot, my breath hitching as the fox’s fur receded, its body twisting and snapping grotesquely. Bones elongated, reshaping with horrifying clarity, until the creature on the ground was no longer a fox, but a man. Pale skin stretched where fur had been, fresh scars crisscrossing his body. His once glowing eyes now dimmed, replaced by an expression of agony and fear. He gasp

he exclaimed. While Claire and Leon were busy defending their lives, Fox sat on his wooden chair with a gun aimed at his head. Boston Hopkins smiled as he looked at him. "I know you must have contacted them, Fox. In the smartest way that is unimaginable. I'm impressed. But still, you can't fool me anymore, Fox. Not a second time," Boston said. Fox just stared at Boston silently. Even though there were no words out of his mouth, Boston could read what was on Fox's mind. Revenge, anger, and hatred were clearly evident on the face of the red-haired teenager.

"I actually thought it was a code name or something. I wasn't expecting an actual fox." Davina sent me a serious look, turning back to gaze at a thunderstruck Sara. Her eyes were literally out. The sly fox lunged at me, I extended my nails, as he drew closer I pierced my long nails into his spotted skin. The fox howled in pain, falling to the floor. It took another stance, coming from a different angle, but I still struck him down. Now he was bleeding. 'Let me out! I want to get a piece of him. He threatened mate!'

He picked up his phone and pressed a button. "Bring me Max," he ordered. He hung up and looked at Lena again. "I'm sorry he did that to you," he said. "You did an amazing job, Len. You're the best thief I've ever seen." Fox smiled and reached into his drawer. He pulled out a stack of bills and handed them to her. "Here's your reward," he said. "But...that wasn't what we..." "Shhh. I know. This is just my gift to you. Y earned it."

he told me in response. I could not hide my excitement as I almost chopped off my finger while I chopped the carrots in a bowl. "Easy," he pleaded. He was pleased to see my reaction, perhaps. "You think he's into something illegal, Ethan?" I asked when the conversation ended and the atmosphere grew very cold. "I wouldn't say," he answered and I understood perfectly. "It's something to start with. I just feel we can start from there." He said again and I understood him more. It was a good thing to hear I was finally embarking on my revenge mission, the moment I always anticipated. It would be an easy feat to achieve as I would not be the one making research.

But because revenge sometimes demands we dance to the beats of fools. The day of the meeting, I walked into the private lounge where Dorian waited, looking like an excited puppy, Seraphina gleaming at his side. Their laughter stilled when I entered, the mask hiding my face as always. He stood, extending a hand. “The Phoenix. Finally, we meet.” I tilted my head, fingers brushing the mask. Slowly, deliberately, I removed it. Gasps filled the room. Dorian’s face went pale, Seraphina’s eyes widened in horror.