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"Remember me, B*tch?"
After a long silence I continued.
"Welcome to hell, B1tch!" I sarcastically said while pointing my knife towards her head.
She looks terrified as hell, I don't care, haha.
"Y-you c-can't do that" She said stuttering while sobbing under my knife.
"I'm your Mother's Sister"
"What if I do?" I jokingly said which is true enough to scare her, not until a man came over in this bloody scene. Which is my favorite guard.
"Well, well.
Look what we have here" I said laughing like a maniac.
"Can't you see what I'm having here?" even though he's my favorite I can't just let him slide like this.
"Madame, I found the information that you needed"
He said and carefully plastering a smile on his face.
"I'll let this slide, but next time. Be careful, I might kill you immediately."
"Leave" I said coldly. He bowed to me for respect as I continue to guide my knife into her throat.
"Taste. My. Vengeance."
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WELCOME your Female Lead,
Delilah Corpuz/Machiavelli.
This story is all about her Revenge and her Love..., maybe?.
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In short summary,
She Isn't just a normal girl after being abused time by time.
Will her family still find her no matter what, (by the cause that when she was 4 y/o they took her away from her family.)
or will they stop and believe that their only girl was already dead, even if they still did not proved it, if it is real or not..
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Back to the present,
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There she is living her lonely life even if she knew that her family are alive, she thought they did not want her, after years of not being with her and helping her to get out of her evil aunt's tortures. For the mean time, she understands that she will never be loved... or will she...
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She changed herself unto something... better?
or worse. Even her name changed herself, the name she got when everything started to become blurry and vengeance.
"Beneath my fire isn't just about dreaming to be drown on your own blood."
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This is a Taglish story 💋.
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