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Once known as the naive and kind-hearted Ava Montague, she was betrayed, framed, and left to die by the very people she trusted most—her fiancé, best friend, and stepmother. But death did not claim her. Instead, a mysterious organization saved her and gave her a new identity: "The Vixen."
With a new face, a new name, and a burning desire for revenge, she returns as Celeste Vauxhall, a woman who plays by no rules but her own. She is no longer the weak, innocent girl she once was—she is now a master manipulator, using charm, intelligence, and deception to dismantle those who wronged her.
But revenge is a double-edged sword. As she gets closer to her targets, she finds herself entangled in a dangerous game of power, love, and deception. And when a mysterious billionaire with secrets of his own enters her life, the lines between vengeance and passion blur. Will she succeed in her mission, or will she lose herself in the very darkness she sought to control?

The Vixen

Falling. The cold air whipping against my skin. The distant sound of sirens. The dull thud of my body hitting the ground. And then… nothing.

Pain wracked my body, an unbearable burning in my chest, like fire licking at my ribs. My throat was dry, my limbs too heavy to move. I wasn't dead. At least, not in the way they wanted me to be.

I tried to open my eyes, but the brightness stung. My senses flickered in and out, snippets of conversation breaking through the fog in my mind.

"She survived?" A voice. Male. Sharp, questioning.

"Barely. But she won't be the same." Another voice. Older. Cold.

I wanted to speak, to ask where I was, who they were. But my lips wouldn't move. My body refused to obey.

"Ava Montague is dead," the older voice continued. "From now on, she will be someone else."

No. I was Ava Montague. An heiress. A daughter. A fiancée. A fool.

Memories of that night surged back. The rooftop. Liam. Serena. The betrayal. The gunshot.

The pain in my chest wasn't just from the bullet wound. It was from the realization that the people I had given my heart to had carved it out of my chest and left me for dead.

And maybe… just maybe… that version of me did die.

A new thought slithered into my mind, replacing the despair with something else. Something sharper.

Because the woman who would rise in her place wouldn't make the same mistakes.

And she damn sure wouldn't forgive.

If Liam and Serena thought they had won, they were wrong.

I would return. I would make them pay.

But first, I needed a name. A new face. A new identity.

I was Celeste Vauxhall.

Chapter 2: Rebirth