typbeast
Jaxiel Montgomery never realized when anger first began to blind him-when hatred slowly started to hollow out his heart.
All he knows is that somewhere along the way, revenge became the compass of his life.
With cold patience, Jaxiel builds his plan like a flawless game of strategy. Every move calculated. Every outcome anticipated.
His target is Celia.
Celia never wronged him. The wound comes from the past-from someone long dead and beyond the reach of consequence. But to Jaxiel, death does not erase a debt. And when revenge demands payment, Celia becomes the one forced to bear the cost.
To reach her, Jaxiel does the unthinkable. He steps into her life, binds their fates together, and slowly dismantles everything she believes to be safe.
He doesn't care what price it takes.
He doesn't care what he has to sacrifice.
As long as, in the end... Celia falls.
But when every plan unfolds exactly as he intended, Jaxiel discovers something he never accounted for:
victory doesn't always feel like victory.
Regret comes too late.
It slips into silent nights, clinging to memories that refuse to fade, whispering the same question over and over again-
what if he had chosen differently?
Once, in a quiet moment, Jaxiel said in a voice barely above a whisper:
"If someone ever sold a time machine, I'd trade my entire fortune to buy it.
Just to go back to one day that seemed meaningless at the time...
and stop myself before it was too late."