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The King's Cruel Game

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 659    |    Released on: 11/06/2025

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asual touch from Rex

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keep alive behind the clubhouse. Her hands we

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... it was

n heart aching

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er shoulders shaking. I kne

bed. "All this time, I t

her, two broken bir

finally asked, her voice r

solve forming inside me. "We

ade was a fortress. Rex an

be easy. It wo

romised, more to myself

es, a spark of her old fi

the morning sic

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nto this web of lies, with

the bathroom,

concern. Or what I no

ou okay

my forehead. "You f

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yourself," he said, his voice lik

d. Did he know?

ve smile. "I know everything t

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ht me a drink. A speci

his wife swears by this. Good for

s eyes intense. "

d with suspicion.

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smile. "T

wly. It tasted

nished the cup, his

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The King's Cruel Game
The King's Cruel Game
“I thought I lived a romance, me and Rex, King of The Devil' s Brigade. He saved me and my best friend, Clare, from a highway ambush years ago, my knight in shining armor. We found love, safety, cherished trophies in his clubhouse. But one night, Rex' s whisper shattered everything. He confessed the "ambush" was a staged setup, a cruel trap, for a shadowy woman named Silas' s amusement. Every tender touch became a malicious lie; he even subtly poisoned me, causing our child' s loss. Clare watched Marcus, the man she loved, systematically destroy her, culminating in him handing her most cherished locket to Silas. Broken, Clare erupted, igniting the workshop in a fiery inferno, consuming Silas and herself in a defiant, deadly embrace. My world crumbled into betrayal and icy rage. How could the man I loved orchestrate such a monstrous game, feeding our pain to a woman who reveled in our torment? The injustice felt like a physical wound. The naive Amy died with Clare in that fire. Only vengeance remained, cold and precise. I meticulously planned their destruction, orchestrating a final, bloody scene, only to wake in a hospital bed, Clare alive beside me. Everything was a terrifying, comatose nightmare. But was my world of pain, betrayal, and revenge just a figment, or something insidious trailing into my reality?”
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