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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

The first time I saw my new face, I didn't recognize her.

I stood before the mirror, my fingers tracing the reflection of a stranger. Gone was the soft, naive girl with doe-like eyes and a trusting smile. In her place was a woman with sharper cheekbones, fuller lips, and eyes that no longer held innocence—only purpose.

The name rolled off my tongue like a promise.

"You'll get used to it," the man behind me said, his voice even, unreadable.

I turned to face him. Dr. Ezra Laurent. The surgeon who had reshaped me into someone new. A man with a reputation for fixing the unfixable—for a price.

"I assume my debt to you is more than just money," I said, my voice hoarse from disuse.

A slow smirk tugged at the corners of his lips. "Smart girl. You were always sharp, Ava—no, Celeste." He corrected himself smoothly, as if my past name was already a ghost. "Let's just say your survival wasn't an act of charity. The people who saved you? They have plans for you."

"And if I refuse?" I asked, folding my arms.

He chuckled. "You won't. Because their goals align with yours." He leaned against the counter, watching me like a scientist observing his experiment. "Revenge, Celeste. That's what you want, isn't it?"

I didn't answer. I didn't need to. The fire in my veins spoke for me.

"Then you'll need more than a new face. You'll need training. Connections. Power."

My fingers curled into fists. He was right. I wasn't going to walk into Liam and Serena's world as a broken girl desperate for justice. No, I would step into it as their worst nightmare.

A slow, knowing grin spread across his face.

Chapter 3: The Woman in the Mirror