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Marrying My Father’s Enemy

Eira Hax, the daughter of a once-wealthy heiress, has spent her entire life in the shadows. Twenty-two years ago, her mother, a kind-hearted but naive woman, was deceived by her husband, a ruthless businessman. He stole her entire fortune and framed her for a crime, sending her to prison, unaware that she was pregnant and secretly battling terminal cancer. Eira’s mother died alone behind bars, but not before giving birth to Eira, entrusting her with a burning desire for revenge. Now, two decades later, Eira returns with one goal: to destroy the man who ruined her mother’s life—her own father. To do so, she strategically marries his most powerful rival, Callian Reed, a man as dangerous as he is influential. Together, they plot to destroy her father’s empire, piece by piece. But as Eira is pulled deeper into a world of business, power and revenge, she’s forced to confront her own problems and decide just how far she’s willing to go to avenge her mother. “I’m not your enemy, darling…you should know that by now.” “Callian, everything you do is not written in our contract. Why are you breaking it?” “The more I learn about you, the more I hate everyone who hurt you. So please, Eira, let me get rid of them for you.”

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The Shooter

Chapter 29: The Shooter

Bang!

The sound of a gunshot shattered the alley's drama; it echoed off the walls like thunder.

The gang froze, widened their eyes, their heads snapped toward the hooded person standing at the mouth of the alley.

Liam raised his arm, gun pointed skyward. His face was hidden beneath a deep hood, giving his features in shadow.

"Get away from her," he growled.

Vanesa narrowed her eyes, hands clenched at her sides. "Who do you think you are? You don't know who you're messing with."

Liam didn't flinch. He took a step forward but kept his face hidden. "Get. Away. From her. Now."

Vanesa hesitated, looking to her friends, but they were already backing away, nervous.

The two men who had been holding Eira looked at each other, unsure.

Liam leveled the gun at them; even underneath the hoodie, one could feel his cold and glaring eyes.