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“God, Soph, you’re so fucking perfect,” Liam growled, his voice low and rough. He gripped her hips, guiding her movements with a possessive intensity. “You feel so good. Better than anyone.” Sophia laughed, a sultry sound that dripped with confidence. She leaned down, her lips brushing his ear. “Better than her, you mean?” she purred, her voice laced with venom. “Say it, Liam. Tell me I’m better than Eva.” Eva’s breath had caught in her throat as she watched, her hands trembling. She wanted to stop the video, to fling the phone away, but she was frozen, paralyzed by the betrayal unfolding before her. ________________________________ As the rain continued to pound against the windows, Eva’s lips curled into a faint, bitter smile. The girl she’d been was gone, drowned in tears and betrayal. In her place was a woman forged in pain, ready to burn the world down to get what she wanted. And she wanted blood. She wiped her tears, her jaw tightening as the first seeds of a plan took root. Liam had taken her heart and crushed it, but she’d take something from him too. Something he valued more than anything: his perfect life, his family, his future. And she knew exactly how to do it. His father. Victor. The man Liam idolized, the patriarch who held their family’s legacy in his iron grip. Eva had met him a handful of times—dinners at the family estate, charity galas where Liam had paraded her as his “good girl.” Victor was older, commanding, with a presence that filled a room. His dark eyes had lingered on Eva more than once, a flicker of interest he hadn’t bothered to hide. Liam had laughed it off, calling his dad a “charmer.” But Eva had felt the weight of those gazes, the unspoken hunger in them. She hadn’t thought much of it then. She’d been loyal, devoted to Liam. But now? Now, Victor was a weapon. A way to destroy Liam from the inside out. If she could seduce him, pull him into her orbit, she’d have the power to unravel everything Liam held dear. And Sophia? Sophia would watch, helpless, as Eva turned their betrayal into her triumph.
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