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Anticipating my revenge

Author: H.I Pearl
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Chapter 113

Victoria's POV

"Come here." Zayn said immediately Caleb left. His voice was firm, commanding. His dark eyes bore into mine, sending shivers down my spine. I stood frozen, my fists clenched at my sides, resisting the urge to comply.

"Why should I?" I snapped, rolling my eyes, my lips curling in defiance.

Before I could even process what happened next, a sharp, stinging pain exploded across my cheek. The force of his slap sent my head snapping to the side, my vision blurring for a moment, my skin burned like fire. When had he gotten to where I was standing?

I gasped, my hand instinctively flying up to touch my swollen cheek. My eyes widened in shock—how dare he?

Zayn smirked, his expression oozing with arrogance and cruelty. "Just because you're going to help us now doesn't mean you get to ignore me." He tilted his head, stepping closer, his presence suffocating. "You're still my pet—now, after the mission, and forever."

His words made my stomach churn. My heart pound
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