REVENGE'S UNPLANNED LOVE
andscaping and artistic water features. The building has state-of-the
s, where each unit has an open-concept layout and floor-to
iture and tasteful décor, creatin
ed with top-of-the-line appliances, c
carpeting, expansive closets, and en-suite bathro
th cutting-edge equipment, a sparkling rooftop pool with cabanas and lounge areas, a spa and
, each with a glass of untouched drink. The atmosphere is tense, with
that you desire? A refined gentleman with a
rm that transcends age, with golden-brown hair neatly cropped and a well-maintained beard framing his chiseled jawlin
omeness, a testament to years of dedication evident in the strengt
t attractive; he em
Liezel, my half-sister. She's been that way all my life. But Max... he blindsided me. He played me for a fool, and I refuse to let him escape it.
that threatens to spill over. He observes the subtle shift in her demeanor, noting the tension that tightens her jaw and the faint quive
I have to. I will skin him alive! Hell, I will make him regret everything," she asserts, her voice tin
at propels her forward in her quest for retribution. With each sway of her ha
uckle, his demeanor gentle yet firm. "We must tread carefully. Acting out of anger may not serve justice in the end. Let's devise a plan that ensures he face
did get carried away, didn't I?" she admits with a chuckle, her demeanor lightening as she regains her comp
se carries a subtle undertone, his gaze holding he
sitant sound. In that brief pause, she regains her composure, a sub
ramblings, Uncle Sean," Ismarie says, her voice t
upport. "Remember, I'm here for you, no matter what. And if you ever need someone to talk to, my door is always
ie expresses sincerely, her word
though you're no longer marrying my niece?" Sea
k. "Well, I can call you Mr. Sean. How does tha
with a playful glint in his eyes. "How about just Sean?" he suggests, h
is. With a sultry gaze, she meets his eyes and nods in agreement. "Just Sean. Mm, it
yes sparkle with amusement before speaking, "Let's go back to the plan before we forget our mai
ed pronoun. "We?" she asks, seeking clarification
all the fun?" Sean replies with a playf
uard, but a flicker of amusement crosses her fe
Ismarie responds, a hint of intrigue in her voice as s
tarily diverted to his phone as he speaks under his breath. Ismarie's gaze lingers
would marry you today and have your baby by tomorrow."
r, six feet under the ground." Ismarie's resolve shines thr
mazement, impressed by he
her cheek if someone hits me. I don't act like a b
or a week. Sometimes even two weeks, it depends on how hard I
ing profoundly and saying, "Then let's do it." His serious
Do what now?" she asks, her conf
s straightforward response
r jest has taken an unexpected turn. She wonders why
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