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'Some women are sweet, kind, predictable: but you- Sierra, is nothing like I have ever seen before. Quit trying to hide, you can't fool me. I know you are an angel in disguise' These words were etched on his pretty white card that came with his business trip parting gift. He told Sierra that it meant their love would never end but it did that day he cheated on her. He broke his promise, he broke her Sierra Shades, daughter of a single mother, who is trying to raies her child in New York: returns home with a wounded Heart. Sierra confides in the only person in the world she felt she could still trust, her best friend. But that one mistake gets her killed. Sierra is reborn in the body of a girl named Jinx Shades who lived miles away from her world. She tries to accept that she is actually the dead girl. She tried to live her life but the past finds her even there. A chain of Revenge is sparked, A broken heart sets out to accomplish the call of destiny. The call to pay back everyone who hurt her. The vendetta takes a drastic turn when her old lover wonders back into her life, not as an enemy but as a savior and a companion in the game of revenge. As the gap between morality and closure blur, dark secrets are dug up, trust is lost. As pain evenly hits everyone; it becomes glaringly obvious that Vengeance is a dangerous venture. But as Jinx edges closer to her ultimate goal, one question haunts her: When the moment comes, can she condemn the man who once shattered her world-or has love marred that plan.
SHADE'S POV
I stood in front of LA VIE GRAND HOTEL. The infamous New York Times once described it as 'A beauty that could steal your soul'.
But I couldn't even keep my mind on it. Maybe it's because all I could think of was Sex.
My sultry imaginations driftimg off to what might happen tonight and the sensation between my legs got worse.
What would I do when he slips his hands under my skirt? What if he wants to watch me stripe down first?
My cheeks flushed.
What if he wants to lick my cunt first? More importantly, if he pulls down his pants, will I scream if he turns out to have a large pp? Can I handle it? Would he let me touch it?
I shock my head vigorously.
'Mind stop wondering!' I yelled at myself, pushing my body through the door. Hoping to find some kind of distraction from my lewd thoughts.
The ecstatic scents of cold Martini met me first. The cool Autumn breeze whooshed in through the windows and seemed to mystify the room. Jazz playing on loop on the stereo and people tapping their feet to it while they sat across each other in playful romantic chatter.
There I was, in the middle of it all, standing alone by the entrance door, hugging a BTS ARMY SIGNED tote bag and completely lost in my reverie, again.
'Maybe I should go back. I am not ready for this'.
I suddenly grew cold feet again. Contemplating turning around for the twentieth time but I didn't. I wouldn't be a coward, not this time. Tomorrow morning would mark our Fifth Anniversary as Dating Couples. He already bought me a bloody expensive gift but what had I ever gotten him- A tie, a new pair of socks, an ancient meal made out of some archaic cuisine.
Well, not this time around. I pressed my lips together and took one step at a time. The long blonde hair resting nicely on my shoulders, slipped off strand by strand as I sauntered towards the fine wooden countertop.
I would give him the surprise of a lifetime. The one treasure no one in the world would give him. The only thing I owed that could really show him how much I loved him.
My eyes met the Ladies in emerald green standing behind the computer, wearing glittering smiles. Their names displayed angelically on brown tags hanging on their breast pockets. Jolie was the woman I was looking for.
Immediately we took notice of each other, she examined my face. I could tell she grasped why I was here, after that.
"Sia." She called me by my nickname, bending over slightly to pull a key card from amongst the plenty hidden underneath the counter.
"Mr. GrandStone did not mention you were coming." She flashed me a smile. A plastic smile. For a moment, I furrowed a brow. She never pretends, not with me.
"I did not tell him because I wanted to surprise him." I replied, meeting her gaze. Searching for answers.
"Oh. I see. Well, he will certainly be shocked to see you." She slipped the card into my open palm.
I grinned a little and turned, briskly walking towards the elevator. Something is wrong. The only time Jolie made that look was when Milan had been forced into his suite by some gangsters.
He was in trouble, again. The closer I got to him, the more I felt it. That chilling feeling. The heart racing, nail biting distress, it was all over like me like I was wet with anxiety.
I dialed Hover, his bodyguard, immediately the elevator slid open on the last floor. The perks of being the girlfriend of a multi millionaire.
I took a moment to wait for his response. He wasn't picking up. The Phone put me through voicemail four times. I bit down on my lips.
"Come on Hover, pick up. This isn't the time to play Mr. Disappointing." I muttered trying his number one last time. I still got voicemail.
"Dammit." I threw the phone into my bag and yanked out a crowbar. After that first incident, I developed a weird habit of keeping it around.
The hall was quiet. The humid breeze, cold but sweat drenched my crop top as I neared the golden door of SUITE 145. I placed the key card over the scanner, and the door opened. Some one's voice came through, into the passageway.
It sounded like a heavy gasp. My heart stopped.
'Oh good Lord'.
My grip tightened, legs shaking a little as they guided me past the entrance, the small picturesque pallor and over to the bedroom door.
I gulped. The sound was coming from there. I could hear the creaking of wood. Ruffling of sheets and groans. Deep groans.
I made a cross sign over my chest and sucked in a breath. 'God give me strength...'
I burst into the room, eyes half open.
"Stay away from him. The police are on their way. Get your filthy han..."
The two figures hidden in the dim, met my gaze. I froze. They stared back, non-pulsed. My mouth fell open.
'What the hell? No... no this... this isn't...' I struggled but I couldn't deny it. Right in front of me were two of them, Naked. One on top of the other.
The crowbar fell crashing to the floor. Tears pooled up. I screamed.
"Milan how could you?!!!"
My voice, like shockwaves, sent him scampering out of bed. He was still stunned. Standing before my eyes in absolutely nothing.
The girl on the bed covered up. Not that I cared, my burning gaze was on Milan. His lips parted over and over but no words came.
He couldn't explain himself. Tears drizzled down my cheeks. Pain laced his eyes.
"Sierra, It's not what you think.... I... I can explain."
I erupted into a sarcastic chuckle. My tears streaming down. I stared at him, then let out a scoff.
"What are you going to say? That you don't know what come over you? What, do demons make people cheat now, huh? Answer me, Milan. Do demons make people fuck girls now?!!!"
"Sierra..." he took a step, his hands reaching for me.
"Don't touch me!"
I shrieked. He shrunk back. I had never been this angry before. He was scared.
"Why would you do this to me? I love-" my voice trailed off. "I loved you."
He was silent and it made the rage worse. I threw my bag on the floor and rolled up my sleeves, revealing a red double heart tattoo.
"You swore never to cheat on me. How could you brand me with this lie."
I was shaking, the tears burned my eyes. My legs hurt. My head spinned and I felt like the world was crumbling. Like the ground should swallow me.
"I'm sorry."
His last words were like an off switch. He turned my sanity off with those two words.
I reached down for the crowbar, so fast he didn't even notice until.... I flung it.
In that split second, I regretted but it was too late.
A loud cry pierced my ears, a body falling to the floor. Blood splashed on my boots.
My eyes widened, I stepped back, covering my mouth.
'God, what have I done?'
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