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I will just end her, no big deal. "Bella come to my office now" I demanded over the call. By hearing her name, Faith snapped her head at me in shock. I glanced at her and quickly looked away. If this fails...I'm going to kill Nathan and Noah. Just in a few seconds there was a knock on the door. "Come in" I said with a cold tone. In came Bella, as expected wearing her slutty uniform. She had a seductive smile on her face as she pulled her shirt down to show of her cleavage. I mentally rolled my eyes at that. Like seriously girl?....I have my wife's breasts to look at...not yours.

The ball had happened and we all already moved on with our lives. “Good evening,” I greeted as I walked past him. There was no response from him. Instead, he said, “Bella, you are Bella, right?” He stood with hands akimbo, staring at me from head to toe. “I'm Bella,” I said and strolled on. “Yes, the shameless girl who appeared in our kingdom with two kids, claiming they belong to Alpha,” he said, looking at me irritatedly, “You must really think we are all foolish,” he added.

“Nor am I the kissing random strangers type.” “Well, it’s either that or skydiving,” Bella grinned, placing her hands on her hips. “I’m not letting you leave here until you do something exciting. Something to take your mind off of that asshole.” I shot my friend a withering glare, and she clasped her hands together and batted her eyelashes up at me. Dammit, I thought. Bella always knew exactly how to get me to do what she wanted to do, and besides, that last shot of tequila was beginning to hit. My body was starting to feel loose and warm, and maybe, just maybe…

Bella is exactly like her, same face, same personality, same fucking everything. Bella seems different, she seems too innocent to be capable of doing anything to hurt anyone but in reality, she is a pretender just like ‘her’. She could get rid of someone just to get her way. I won’t be surprised if Bella does the same, after all they don’t really have any difference.

Maris was cheerful. "Faith, you should create your own account," I shook my head at Maris's suggestion. "That's right! You aren't living in a Jurassic world anymore!" Bella snapped at me. "Oh, cmon! Give me your phone!" I didn't want to but she pulled it from my hand and created an account for me.

I have some serious energy to burn off, and lucky for me, he thinks he’s untouchable. I walked over to him before he had a chance to pick a partner. “Hi, I’m Bella, do you want to be my partner?” He smiled and looked me up and down, “seriously? Do you really think it will be a fair fight? I don’t want to hurt you.” He licked his lower lip and chuckled, “well, not in this way anyway.” I faked a smile and shrugged my shoulders, “I’ll take my chances. I don’t mind being roughed up.”

No roles or chances of being used for something else. Someone to love and support me, no matter what. Keep dreaming, Bella. Keep fucking dreaming...

Bella said condescendingly. “Just tell me what I need to do, Bella. As long as I don’t have to sell my body for it, I’ll do anything!” said Camille. “Don’t worry. All you have to do is have a drink with a rich man,” said Bella with a fake smile. Camille was under the illusion that she could escape without selling her body? It was too late for that since she was already here. Bella wanted to destroy Camille’s image. This was her revenge on Dustin.

"Bella, have you been waiting long?" "I just finished changing, so it took a bit longer. I thought you would have to wait a long time," Bella said, intentionally ignoring Pearl's presence. Seeing Bella, Pearl couldn't hide her envy. Bella was also wearing a black, tight-fitting dress, but it was long with a high slit, revealing her slender and fair legs. The beautiful dress not only highlighted Bella's fair skin but also accentuated her attractive curves. Bella had light makeup, flowing long hair, and wore an expensive silver-white jewelry set, enhancing her beautiful face. The combination of dark clothing and sparkling jewelry created an elegant and impressive style.

She had built an entire fantasy around those two seconds. "Choose me," she continued, her voice dropping to a whisper. Her manicured fingers reached out, her fingers brushing my chest. "Make me sure, Alpha… I can make you feel good than my boring sister.” My beast roared. Not with desire. With fury. *She dares? She dares touch us after what she did to her?* "Remove your hand," I said quietly. "Now." But Bella was too far gone in her own fantasy. She did not hear the danger. She only saw what she wanted to see. A powerful man. A conquest. A prize she could steal from her sister like she had stolen everything else.