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Amelia can’t just get away with everything, Chloe thought, pacing back and forth in her apartment. It’s not possible. She clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white as she replayed everything Amelia had done. The way she waltzed through life without a care, as if nothing could touch her. It was infuriating, and Chloe had had enough. Her thoughts spiraled, fueled by the anger that had been simmering beneath the surface for far too long. She shouted, **“I need to deal with her!”** The words echoed through her empty apartment, the only witness to her fury. Chloe’s heart pounded in her chest, her breathing erratic as she struggled to regain control. **“I need to deal with her,”** she repeated, this time in a whisper, the venom in her voice unmistakable. Chloe knew she couldn’t continue like this, living in the shadow of Amelia’s seemingly perfect life. Amelia, with her charm and grace, who always seemed to come out on top. It wasn’t fair. Chloe had tried to be patient, to let thin
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Richard chuckled, clearly amused by her phrasing. “You’re not exactly what I expected when I opened the door this morning,” he admitted, his eyes twinkling with interest. “But I’ve got to say, I’m intrigued.” Chloe’s smile widened. **This is working,** she thought, feeling a surge of confidence. “So, are you in?” she asked, keeping her tone casual, as if this were just another everyday conversation. Richard hesitated for a moment, and Chloe could see the gears turning in his mind. He was weighing the risks, considering the possibilities. Then, finally, he nodded. “Yeah, I’m in,” he said, his voice firm. “What do you need me to do?” Chloe’s heart skipped a beat. **She had him.** “It’s simple,” she said, leaning in closer, as if sharing a secret. “There’s someone I need to keep an eye on. Someone who thinks they can get away with anything, just because they’re untouchable.” Richard raised an eyebrow, his curiosity clearly piqued. “And who might that be?” Chloe hesitated, prete
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When Alexander came back from work, he was in no mood for any more surprises. The day had been long, filled with endless meetings and negotiations. All he wanted was to come home, relax, and enjoy a quiet evening with Amelia. But as soon as he stepped through the front door, he was met with an unexpected sight. Amelia was sitting in the living room, scrolling through her phone, her attention fixed on the screen. Her face was illuminated by the soft light of the device, but Alexander’s entrance disrupted her focus. She looked up, her expression shifting from casual to concerned as she noticed the tension in his posture. Alexander wasted no time. He threw his briefcase onto the sofa and crossed the room, his gaze locked on Amelia. **“Babe, what are all these pictures of you with a man on the internet?”** he demanded, his voice carrying a mix of confusion and frustration. Amelia looked up from her phone, startled by the intensity in his voice. She stood up, her demeanor a blend of
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The bar was dimly lit, with a few groups of people scattered around, chatting and laughing. The atmosphere was laid-back, with soft music playing in the background. It was the kind of place where you could easily lose yourself in your thoughts, which was exactly what Amelia needed. She walked up to the bar and ordered a drink, something strong to help take the edge off her emotions. **Let him be in the house, worrying himself to death,** she thought as the bartender handed her the glass. **I’m not going back until I’ve had enough time to think.** She took a sip, savoring the burn as the alcohol went down her throat. Meanwhile, back at home, Alexander was pacing back and forth, worried about gnawing at him. **Where could she be?** he wondered, glancing at the clock for the umpteenth time. It was already 10:30 PM, and there was still no sign of Amelia. His anger from earlier had subsided, replaced by a growing sense of concern. **What if something happened to her?** He picked up h
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Richard drove through the quiet streets, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly as he navigated the darkened roads. Amelia was slumped in the passenger seat, her head resting against the window as she drifted in and out of consciousness. The effects of the drug were still strong, and she was barely aware of her surroundings. Richard glanced over at her, his mind racing with a mixture of guilt and determination. He had crossed a line tonight, and he knew it. But there was no turning back now. **I just need to make sure everything goes according to plan,** he thought, his heart pounding in his chest. **No one can know about this.** Richard had already arranged for a hotel where he could take Amelia, one that was discreet and hard to find. It was a small, out-of-the-way place that didn’t ask too many questions. He had paid for the room in cash, ensuring there would be no paper trail leading back to him. As he pulled into the hotel parking lot, he took a deep breath, trying to
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