When Love Becomes a Weapon

Chapter 2

Word Count: 534 | Released on: 04/07/2025

towards the junior officer, a flicker of venom in her gaze, before she quickly compo

am? Allowing them to spread baseless

trol room, his presence immediately sucking a

a? Chloe told me your s

problem, that my team was incompetent. The familiar sting of his dism

declared electronic device, Liam," I stated, keeping my tone

menacing. "I own the damn plane. This is a private flight. My

stepping closer to Liam and pu

slightly. "Maybe Ava just doesn't trust me. Maybe

as painting me as the jealous, controlling fiancée,

g. "Are you letting your personal feelings interfer

dentity, all to protect the woman who was a

to scream, to tell him everything. To tell him about th

I di

publicly accused me of corporate espionage. He used my love for him, my desperate attempt to protect him, as a weapon to dest

r ag

sudden change in my tone caught him off guard. Chloe'

him. "It's been a stressful day. Of course, a gi

ers shifted uncomfortably. They knew I was a stickler

n't saving him. I was setting the sta

ould be the one

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When Love Becomes a Weapon

Katie Oettgen Modern

“The sterile air of the pre-flight briefing room chilled me to the bone. It was the taste of betrayal, bitter and metallic, that filled my mouth once more. Liam, my fiancé, and Chloe, his protégé, had crushed my career, my reputation, my entire life. They had effectively killed me. Then, I opened my eyes. I was back in the exact room, at the precise moment it all went wrong. My heart hammered, a frantic drumbeat of terror and a cold, rising fury. "Ava, are you listening?" Mark, my second-in-command, looked at me, concerned. He told me Chloe Vance had brought an undeclared briefcase, a "gift." I recognized it instantly: Project Chimera, a dangerous AI prototype. In my past life, I'd tried to protect Liam, only to have him orchestrate my complete downfall. He' d publicly accused me of corporate espionage, painting me as unstable and emotional. I had broken protocol for him, and he used it as a weapon. That version of me, naive and trusting, was dead. "You' re right, Liam," I heard myself say, my voice softening. "A gift is just a gift. We' ll let it go this one time." My team stared at me in disbelief. But I wasn' t saving him. I was giving him enough rope to hang himself. This time, he would be the one to fall.”