vengeance: A Dark Tale
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She was supposed to be his perfect bride-
obedient, beautiful, unaware.
But Charlotte found out the truth:
Ryan Black, the man she was set to marry, had her father killed.
So she put on the dress anyway.
Said the vows. Kissed the devil.
And vowed revenge with every breath she took.
Now, she lives in his mansion, sleeps in his bed, and smiles like nothing's wrong.
But behind that smile? A storm's brewing.
She's here to destroy him.
To break his empire.
To make him suffer the way she did.
But Ryan isn't just cold and cruel-he's magnetic.
His touch sets her on fire.
His darkness mirrors her own.
And the line between love and hate is starting to blur.
She was never supposed to fall for him.
He was never supposed to feel anything at all.
But in this game of betrayal, obsession, and lies...
someone's bound to lose control.
This isn't a love story.
It's Vengeance.
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