Chess. One of the oldest, and most difficult board games that has ever been created. A mixture of strategy, quick-thinking, and clever decisions, it often marks and exhibits the true gift of genius in precocious children. It had always been a beautiful game, and those who knew its secrets were few. Much like chess, life was a game. Only the strong, the intelligent, the adept were capable of winning, of succeeding. If you couldn't win, then don't even bother playing. At least, that's what Violet had believed for so long. All her life she had been nothing more than a trophy child, good for little else than to show off to other wealthy men of the city. A bargaining chip, a pawn, now that she was of age to marry. He didn't realize that with age came a capacity for anger and vengeance. And with great wealth, came thousands of opportunities. She had taken advantage of his obsession with money, and he would pay a hefty price for his actions. Until that nobody came in and ruined everything. (All Rights Reserved. Legal Action will be taken against those who copy any of the content or plot within the story.) Editing as of right now. Chapters of the completed story shall be posted periodically.
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