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Anya's pov

Fate hated me.

It was against me as well as all odds of the situation and there was nothing I could do about it.

No matter what I had tried, my conceived plans being carried out only brought them together and now there was going to be a duel, two men fighting for the woman I hated the most like she was some goddess that men died for.

And these ones were actually willing to die for her.

She looked like a woman who should be taken captive during war and enslaved with torture and not women who men went to war for.

The hatred I had towards her had brewed significantly during the past few hours and I could only wish her death.

I wished upon her death with pain from the deepest cursed parts of hell.

I couldn't believe what was happening and I knew that Dmitri fighting Eros without Eros's powers still wouldn't deter Eros from winning as he looked so determined to win his mate.

He had finally found a way to prove his sincerity to her and nothing was going to stop him.

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