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I hate that I loved you!

Hell Hath No Fury Like a Woman Scorned… Rizi D'Souza, once a naive heiress, falls for the charming billionaire Zain Bennetti, only to have her life shattered by his ruthless betrayal. The son of the powerful Bennetti Conglomerate, Zain is driven by a dark desire for revenge, destroying Rizi and her family without remorse. But revenge is a dish best served cold. As Rizi transforms from a fallen heiress into a skilled hacker, she plots her own retribution. On her path to vengeance, she uncovers a web of hidden schemes and truths that force her to question everything she thought she knew. Who is the real villain in this twisted game? Zain Bennetti, the infamous and powerful CEO, believes he has found satisfaction in crushing his enemies. But the void inside him grows deeper with each passing day. When the hidden truth behind his parents' death is revealed, Zain realizes he has been manipulated by those he trusted most. His world turns upside down, and he understands that he has made a grave mistake. Determined to atone for his sins, Zain embarks on a quest to find Rizi. He vows to love her, protect her, and sacrifice everything for her—even his own life. Can he win back her trust and heal the wounds he has inflicted? Join Rizi D'Souza, the fallen heiress turned hacker, and Zain Bennetti, the tormented billionaire, in a gripping tale of love, hate, and revenge. Will their journey lead to redemption, or will the darkness consume them both? If you enjoy the chapter and story, please leave a review, comment, and vote for the book. Your support will inspire me to be more creative and bring this story to life. This book is copyrighted. Copyright @2024 by Mandy_Cahayaa. All rights reserved.

Mandy_CAHAYAA · Urban
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333 Chs

Chapter 203- Torture

Andrew smirked.

It was getting on Ace's nerves, "Boss from when can I start?"

Zain stood up and dragged his chair in front of Andrew and sat on it once again.

Something in his eyes changed after listening to the recorder.

His wounds and scars were ripped open. His green eyes swirled with evil emotion and he looked like the grim reaper of death ready to such the soul at the moment. Rolling up his sleeves some more, Zain signalled Ace to open the toolbox, "Mr Stephano Rosselini is our esteemed guest. I should attend him personally."

Then, he turned to Andrew"So Andrew or Ross or Stephano, you indeed are a man with many names. So now tell me, you are ready to answer to save our time or want to have some fun?"