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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

When someone burns down your past, there are two things you can do:Cry over the ashes—or build a weapon out of what's left.

Liam and I were back in motion before the smoke had even cleared. Every safe house we'd lined up? Compromised. Every ally we thought we could trust? Suspect.

Vale wasn't just playing offense now. He was sweeping the board, flipping pieces, forcing us to react.

But here's the thing about predators: they forget that sometimes the prey grows fangs.

We relocated to a bunker-style facility three towns over—deep in the woods, no signals, no tech. Just raw planning and enough weapons to make a small army jealous.

"We go to the source," I said, tossing blueprints onto the table. "We take the fight to his doorstep."

Liam scanned them, nodding. "His private estate. That's where he's holed up."

"And where he's weakest," I added. "No audience. No layers of power. Just him and the lies he built."

We weren't going to sneak in this time.We were going to storm in.

While Liam coordinated logistics—routes, entry points, backup failsafes—I sat at the corner of the table, flipping through Vale's old dossiers.

One file made my stomach turn.It was marked: "VIXEN 02"

Her face stared back at me. Young. Smiling. Clueless.

"We have to get her," I said. "Before he uses her the way he used me."

Liam leaned over, eyes narrowing. "We'll get her. But Vale goes down first. Otherwise, none of us are safe."

I nodded slowly, staring down at the photo.

This wasn't just revenge anymore.It was rescue. Redemption.

I stood up, spine steel. "Tomorrow night. We finish this."

Because if I was created as his weapon...It was time I became his undoing.

Chapter 52: Game of Shadows