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Javier's POV

I ended the call and licked my lips. She was doing my bidding for me perfectly. What a good little girl she was.

I poked my head around the corner where I was hiding and surveyed the trashed wedding.

I smirked. Seeing Erica like that was glorious. Such power and strength!

Magnificent!

Imagine the fears that could be accomplished if we harnessed such raw and destructive power. She was truly a beauty that was a raging beast.

However, it was over and she was standing beside Dante and her kids.

I scowled.

Wasn't that bastard supposed to be dead?! What was he still doing breathing?

I angrily dialed another number on my phone and a voice came from the other end.

"And where has your terrified self been?"

I huffed angrily.

"I would be asking you the same thing, Adam. Why is Dante still alive?!" I hissed angrily.

"Forgive me. I was caught up in the show. It was very entertaining. That Dante is very nimble on his feet."

I growled angrily. This wasn't a joke. He was putting the plan