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Change of fates: The assassin wife takes over

[Status: Ongoing] ***I update when I can and have time*** ~~~~~ "I can't help but love you, even though I try not to." ~~~~~ “Every time you speak all I hear is the shrieking of a dying cat!” “Well, every time you speak I want to strangle myself!” They both shared a small silence after their statements. “Screw you, Lewis!” Clair humphed and turned her heels, changing her direction to her bedroom. “Lewis? Did you just call me Lewis?” James’s eyes turned wide as he marched after her. “Yes, and?”
 “Well screw you too Ainara.” Clair gasped. “You dirty little-“
 “You started this first!” Oh, she begged to differ. “You man child!” “Are you seriously speaking right now? You’re acting like a child yourself!” “Whatever I’m out of this stuffy palace!” “If you’re going to run away at least don’t announce it. Look how that turned out for you last time.” He mocked. “Well, third times the charm! L-E-W-I-S” She raised her hand picking up her pace as he still followed behind her persistently. He suddenly stopped and said, “Fine. You can try to run away I don’t care.” Clair halted her steps and turned around. “Really?” She asked. He could imagine literal hearts in her eyes right now. Not responding he turned around and walked to the opposite direction where his room was, only to realize they had the same bedroom! He then turned around and entered their room, slamming the door shut. Clair scoffed and ran down the hall to make her grand escape. ….. A few minutes later, If the guards who were trying to help up their unconscious fellow guards, didn’t witness their King pick up their Queen and drop her on his shoulder like a bag of potatoes, they would have thought he was carrying their Queen’s corpse. With her head hanging low Clair groaned. “You said I could escape.”
 “No, I said you could try.” ******* Cold-blooded.Cruel.Demoness.Killer. That’s what they labeled her as, not that they were wrong. She was feared amongst all killers, many said the devil himself was afraid of her. But others insisted she was the devil herself! This was the way she survived, the way she trained herself for the most important day of her life. The day she could take revenge on the man who had stolen all her family members from her. Saved by her adopted father in the attempt to give up on her own life, she received a new identity and chance. Just when she thought she was able to put her past away, someone shows up with the intention of marrying his son off to her. Since when did she get men as offerings? Sure she was a goddess, but guys chill out! "It was love at first sight!" Her adopted father insisted. The way they both tried to strangle each other as soon as they met, was love at first sight? What are we? What have we become? -------- (TW's: mentions of sexual assault, r@pe, and suicide.) Instagram: Author_lizmorgan Discord: lizmorgan#9231 Discord Link: https://discord.gg/pA7JTjngJv

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Chapter Sixteen: You live here?

Wednesday, March 11, 20XX

The next day Clair got up from her bed and yawned. She walked inside her bathroom and freshened up. She looked at the time and realized it was still early. She changed into a red off-shoulder romper and some heels. She did some light makeup and let her hair down.

She heard a knock on the door while she put on her earring. She walked towards the door while putting it on and opened it. She finished off the first earring and when she saw her father enter she put on the other one. She walked towards her vanity and muttered a good morning with a small smile.

Mr.Yves sighed and closed the door behind him. He put the breakfast tray in his hand on the nightstand. "I thought I would find you in bed so I brought some food." He told her. "I have to head to work." She replied.

"How about you spend the day with me?" He asked and she shook her head as she started looking for a purse. "I have a busy schedule today and I have to meet up with Mr.Thomsone first." She replied.

Mr.Yves sat down in the bed and patted the space next to him. Clair sighed and sat next to him. She laid her head on his shoulder and he patted her head. "I'm sorry." He apologized. "I don't want to force you. You can divorce him if you still don't like him." He added.

"Father that's the worse apology you have ever given me," Clair told him. "I know. But I wouldn't be asking you if it weren't important. It's not just for business purposes but because we have danger lurking around us and this is the only way for me and my friend to keep you both safe." He explained.

"If our enemies know that we have tied the knot between our families he would be too afraid to attack us. Both families are too powerful together. You have suffered too much and I don't want you in any potential danger." He continued. "I promise he's a sensible kid. I have met him and he's also your type." He chuckled.

"My type?" Clair raised an eyebrow. "Yes. I think he's perfect." He responded and she rolled her eyes. "I'll meet him first and then I'll give you a definite answer. If I think I can get along with him then I won't refuse." She promised and he smiled. "Thank you. You will meet him this Friday. We were supposed to do it last Friday but you ended up going on a business trip." He told her.

"Alright," Clair mumbled and stood up. "Eat breakfast and then you can leave." He ordered heard sternly and she simply nodded in return. When he exited the room she heaved a deep sigh and started eating.

When she was done she said goodbye to her brother and father and exited the house.

"Young Miss your car is ready." The chauffeur bowed and she frowned. "No need I'll drive myself." She replied. "But-" Clair stared at him and he sighed. He handed her the keys and she smiled.

She walked towards the black car and she drove away to the office.

After work, she headed towards Mr.Thomsone's studio.

"I found myself in a sea of busy placed, in a world of blurry faces

I found myself on the edge of insanity.

I found myself.

I found me."

"Good work. You are done for today!" Mr.Thomsone told her and she sighed in relief. "I finally hit that note." She mumbled. "You did. Took you long enough." He chuckled.

Clair smiled and picked up her things. "Let's go get coffee." She invited him and he nodded. "Hurry up then I have other people coming in later." He replied. Clair stared at him. Only a few people dare to speak that way. She shook her head and walked out.

They walked across the street and entered a coffee shop there. They ordered their coffee and chat for a while.

"Sigh. I wish I could put you in the entertainment industry." He told her and laughed. "I own the entertainment industry." She countered and he rolled his eyes. Mr.Thomsone was already in his fifties and he had worked with different stars for years so he knew very well when one had talent. He had wanted to make Clair into one of his stars for so long but she refused him every time.

It's not like he would be able to now because Clair is now the CEO of an entertainment company and an heir as well.

After they finished their chat they ended up heading for some lunch as well. Clair bid him goodbye and headed back home after their lunch. She headed home and started doing some work that Yaci had dropped off for her since she had the rest of the day off.

After finishing her work and signing a load of paperwork she decided to take a run. She took a shower, wet her hair and applied her special product. After an hour of waiting and combing her hair, it finally turned all red. She looked like a ginger except all the freckles. Although she didn't have all the features like that she passed as one.

She put on a sports bra, some leggings and a pair of headphones. She started running with music playing on her headphones. She went around the homesphere area and all the mansions located there. Homesphere is basically where all the mansions are located.

The reason why Clair chose to live in Homesphere is because they offer really good privacy.

After two hours or so she stopped the music and slowed down. With her hands on her knees, she started panting. She started searching for her water bottle until she realized that she had not brought one with her.

"Sh*it!" She mumbled a curse and decided to run back home. She placed her hands on her knees again and she sighed.

"It's good to see that you are keeping yourself healthy. She heard a male voice and she immediately recognized it. She looked at the cold water bottle being offered to her and she smiled. "Thanks." She said and took the water bottle from the man's hand. She immediately gulped the whole water bottle in one go.

"Elliot you are a lifesaver." She told him and he smiled. He put his hands in his pockets and watched her take deep breaths in. He looked at the drops of sweat on her forehead and watched her chest go up and down from her heavy breathing.

He swallowed and turned around. He started walking with her following behind him. "What are you doing here?" She asked and dropped the empty water bottle in a nearby trash can for recycling.

"I live not far from here." He responded casually. Genesis looked up and furrowed her eyebrows. "I didn't know you lived here. Wait seriously?" She asked and he nodded his head. "I came to visit my family. I do live here but most of the time I'm in another city working." He replied.

"Ah, I had no idea." She mumbled. "Let's go for dinner." He offered and she shook her head. "I'm not properly dress. Maybe another time." She declined the offer. "Don't worry about it. My parents won't mind." He insisted.

Sigh! Poor second lead. :(

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