Her Fatal Revenge

Hey guys, I am delighted to announce to you that I have just published Her Fatal Revenge. Please please check it out. Below is a sneak peek:- 

"He's here, Cami," Conan whispered, making my heart pound harder and my hand clammy with nervousness. Four years had passed since I last saw him. There was a time when he was the man of my dreams, and there has been a time when he has become my nightmare. I hated him with every fiber of my being. Four years ago, he humiliated me in front of the entire world by throwing me out of his life. I would never forgive him for everything he did to me. “Cami,” Conan shook my shoulder and made me look at him. “What are you thinking? I said he was heading toward your office. Mentally and physically, you need to be prepared. Please try to be strong, don’t lose your control.” 

“Yeah, I’ve become strong, Conan. You've given me the strength to confront him." I smiled sadly.

A smile spread across his face as he squeezed my shoulder. “I’m there if you need me,” he said and left a kiss on my cheek before walking away.

After a moment, a knock sounded on the door and two men entered. My eyes were immediately drawn to Scott Martinez, who stood tall and dark. The world around us stopped running as soon as our eyes met. Although he felt shocked, remorse, pain, and happiness, he kept a hardened expression and those feelings didn't slip to his face. 

“Mr. Martinez, this is our female lead Cara Davidson.” The director introduced me to my chosen name. “One of the most admired and accomplished actresses in the world. I guess you've heard about her…” 

“Very well,” Scott cut him off in his deep voice without taking his eyes off me. He walked up to me and extended his hand for a handshake. The expression on his face remained the same. “It's nice to meet you, Miss Davidson.” His lips curled into an unnatural smile. 

I eyed his hand for a few seconds, then stretched out my hand to shake it. His cold hands and fierce eyes made me shiver violently. He remained the same but grew tougher.

Stay strong, Camille! Stay strong! 

The moment he stepped up to me, staring down at me, my knees wobbled. The atmosphere in the room darkened with every second. For a moment I felt like I was unable to breathe under his intense scrutiny. After straightening my shoulders and withdrawing my hand, I looked at him with an indifferent expression. 

“Nice to meet you too, Mr. Martinez,” I said firmly. “Please be seated.” 

“Sure.” He nodded curtly and sat across from me, gazing at me quietly. His eyes scanned my face, then my neck, and down and down until they reached my breasts. I found myself breathing shallowly when he didn’t take his eyes off my cleavage. I sighed when he looked back into my eyes. “So, have you read the script?” he asked, gauging my expression. 

“Yeah.” I smiled tightly and looked at the director who sat next to Scott. “But I have an objection…I need to…” before I could speak further the door flew open and a small figure rushed inside. 

"Mum..." As her small voice broke through the air, everyone's heads snapped to her. 

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