Revenge For The Lies
façade, once a symbol of security and comfort, now felt like a cage. Every step she took inside the house reminded her of
still in his office, no doubt wrapped up in the false sense of security that everything wa
tand in her way now. Every document, every conversation, every subtle shift in the power dynamic wa
f his laughter grated on her nerves-he always had such a way of pretending he was in control, as if no one could
curling on his lips when he saw her. "Mariana," he said, his tone
room, her gaze locked onto him. There was no fear in her eyes-only cold, unyielding determination. "I
ied her. "About what?" he asked, a faint smirk playing on hi
ing for. "I know what you've been doing," she said, her voice unwavering. "I know about
his fingers tightening around the armrest of his chair. "I don't know what you're talking about," he said, hi
ng to me for years? When you've been betraying me with someone who doesn't even care abou
thing about what I've been doing," he spat, his voice rising. "I don't owe you explanations. You've always b
ce growing colder. "What you needed was loyalty, Felix. What you needed was honesty. An
flinched away. "I didn't want it to go this way," he said, his voice low. "I never wanted to hurt you.
chose to betray me. You chose to lie. You made your
expression faltered, a flash of uncertainty crossing his face. But it
ely a whisper. "You think you can ruin everything I've built and walk away untou
. "You've already lost, Felix," she sai
o be said. Felix's empire was crumbling, and he didn't even know how badly it had already been compromised. Every
lder, her voice filled with quiet menace. "You'll soon learn that losing everything isn't just about money, or power. It
ut of the office and clo
he had built so carefully over the years was slipping, and he had no idea h
ry. She had confronted him, exposed his lies, and started the process of dismantling everything he held dear. But part
ctor. She had made the right choice, but she knew that more challenges were ahead. She woul
on-her prison for far too long. Now, it would be the symbol of everything she had left
just the