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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 63- Stalking

~Author's note: And we are back in the game! Thank you for your patience and support. ~

After dinner, Zain and Susanna left the Trinity Residence.

At 6 Barrel Club and Bar:

Francesco stopped his car at the front of the club.

He picked up his leather jacket from the back seat and stepped out.

The Valet greeted him, took his car keys, and went to park his car.

As soon as he stepped inside the club, his phone buzzed.

Seeing the caller id, his lips curved upwards.

Well, the important woman in his life!

"Hey, Mom!"

"Hello, Son. How are you? Did you forget you have a mother and father too? "A dramatic voice of Mrs. Russo heard from the other end.

Francesco chuckled.

His mother was a big-time drama queen.

Her chirpy nature brings every gathering and atmosphere alive.

"Mom, c'mon, you know me! Besides, don't tell me you miss me. You and Dad don't need us at all. You both lovebirds have your own things planned. Parties and trips." He complained like a baby.