Ruin Him

Her hatred for him was all-consuming. She wanted him to suffer, to fall apart, to experience the same kind of despair he had inflicted upon her.

And yet… The sickest part of it all was that she still wanted him to look at her.

She didn't want his attention.

She shouldn't want it.

But a twisted, irrational part of her did—if only because it had once belonged to her and no one else.

And now, Adeline had taken even that.

Annora took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down. She couldn't afford to lose herself to these emotions.

Edward was unpredictable and dangerous.

He was playing his own game, and she couldn't let herself become a mere piece on his board.

But deep inside, no matter how much she denied it, she knew—He would always be there, watching from the shadows.

And she would always be waiting for the moment she could finally bring him to ruin.