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Chapter 30 : “Strategic Value”
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The Revenge Club Chapter 31 : “Club Policy”
*Roanne’s POV*The door to my cramped dorm room swung open, its edges scraping against the pile of textbooks that served as makeshift doorstops. Michael stood in the threshold, his tall frame almost filling the space, his eyes scanning the chaos of my life boxed up in cardboard and strewn across the floor."Quite the collection," he said, a half-smile playing on his lips as he stepped over a stack of philosophy texts."Sorry, it's a mess," I muttered, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear, feeling suddenly self-conscious under his gaze."Nothing we can't handle." Confidence laced his every word, his every move.Lizzie burst in moments later, vibrant and determined, her presence a stark contrast to the controlled calm that Michael exuded. "Okay, team, let's make this quick and painless.""Michael's bringing help for the heavy lifting," I added, glancing at him."Good. Roanne, you and I will tackle your wardrobe jungle." Lizzie grinned, pulling open a drawer and grimacing
The Revenge Club Chapter 32 : “Moving out”
*Roanne’s POV*The moon had been a cold, distant sliver in the sky, and my bed an ocean of tangled sheets that swallowed me whole. I turned and turned, again and again, in the current of my own thoughts, the realization that I was leaping into the unknown, into Michael's world, was not letting me sleep. The apartment he offered – a blank space in my mind, never seen, only imagined.My heart jackhammered against my ribs, a relentless ticking that matched the early morning clock. The anxiety was eating me alive.A knock startled the silence, sharp and commanding. I lurched to my feet, smoothing down my hair, an attempt at composure. The door swung open, revealing Michael, he wore a smirk that knew too much, his eyes glinting. Behind him stood two men, broad-shouldered silhouettes against the gray dawn."Good morning, babe." His voice was soft and yet firm, the tint of amusement at the use of the nickname he gave me made me chuckle."Michael, dear," I breathed, the sound barely a w
The Revenge Club Chapter 33 : “Not like the Others”
*Roanne’s POV*The room was thick with the scent of cardboard and dust, a tangible testament to the chaos of moving. I stood back, hands on hips, surveying the landscape of boxes that now littered the apartment. With each box I had placed, it felt as if I were piecing together a puzzle of my future, one that was still missing crucial parts.It was a blank canvas waiting to be painted with the colors of a new chapter. The space was unfamiliar, but the promise of possibility lingered in the air.The boxes, labeled with my scrawled handwriting, stood like eager companions ready to unveil the treasures within. With each box opened, a piece of my past found a new place in this uncharted territory.I started with the essentials I bought on the way here, setting up the kitchen with the precision of someone who had mastered the art of dorm room microwave meals. Pots and pans clinked together as I arranged them in the cabinets. The familiar scent of coffee grounds filled the air as I unpa
The Revenge Club Chapter 34 : “Dangerous Waters”
*Roanne’s POV*The memory of Marco's words slithered through my mind, "Watch out for Violet. She's weaving a web that's tangling us all, even you." His voice had been heavy. I couldn't shake the warning, the weight of it pressing on my chest as I watched Violet from across the room, her laughter tinkling like glass about to shatter.Members from the club were invited to a social outing, and it was at a secluded private garden, where we could enjoy some sun, some chatting, and all the privacy we wanted. It was a nice day out, I felt it worked perfectly before the gala tonight.After some days of me focusing on my studies, and Michael being protective and attentive, I felt things were finally finding a rhythm I could get used to. Normalcy seemed to settle in."Look at Violet," I murmured to Nina, feigning casual interest, "She's always been such an enigma to me.""Isn't that her charm?" she replied, sipping her drink, eyes scanning the crowd for any sign of weakness."Sure," I sa
The Revenge Club Chapter 35 : “Need a ride?”
*Aaron’s POV*I sat in my car across the street from the dimly lit venue. It was the kind of place where secrets were traded like currency, and tonight, I was investing heavily. I ran a hand through my hair, feeling the familiar itch of impatience."Are we clear on what you're doing?" I asked the figure lounging in the passenger seat beside me. The man was nondescript, his face forgettable—a perfect shadow to slip through the crowd unnoticed."Crystal," he replied, his voice low and even. "Follow the girl, get you the information. You'll know who she's with, where she goes.""Especially tonight," I growled, the tightness in my chest constricting further at the thought of her with him—Michael."Jealous?" He smirked, and I shot him a look that could freeze hell over."Get it done," I snapped, tossing him a wad of cash. He caught it deftly and stepped out of the vehicle without another word.Left alone, I leaned back against the leather seat, my mind racing with images of Roanne—
The Revenge Club Chapter 36 : “Disappointment”
*Roanne’s POV*The early morning light had yet to fully claim the sky, a dim blue that hinted at the day ahead. I was still wrapped in the cocoon of my sheets when the sound of a soft knock roused me from the edge of sleep. I managed to force myself to get up, and walked towards the main entrance. There, Michael stood at the threshold, his presence a silent yet commanding declaration, a breakfast tray in hand."Thought you'd like some fuel for the brain," he said, the corners of his mouth tilting up ever-so-slightly."Michael," I murmured, surprise lacing my groggy voice. He crossed the room, setting the tray down on the table with a gentleness that belied his stature. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the scent of buttery croissants, waking me up quickly."Thanks," I said with a smile, sitting up and reaching for the steaming mug. My fingers brushed against his, a small gesture that would have made me pull back before, yet it was so natural now. Michael's eyes held
The Revenge Club Chapter 37 : “Tea”
*Aaron’s POV*The musty scent of old books and the hushed whispers of conspiracy swirled around me in the club’s meeting room by design. I perched on the edge of a leather chair, its surface cracked with age, watching the members of the Revenge Club skulk between the towering shelves. Violet made them hunters in their own right, seeking out the weaknesses of their prey. The library, once a sanctuary of knowledge, now served as a war room.I had to admire her skilled manipulation, she was using them for her own purposes, without stopping to help them as well.I watched as one of the senior members, Nina, with her eyes hidden beneath a veil of raven hair, was hunched over a small vial, her fingers deft and sure. She'd always been reclusive from what Blake had told me before I entered, more at ease among beakers and chemicals than people. But here, she was a sorceress brewing something dangerous. It was her latest concoction that had everyone's attention - including mine."Subtle,"
The Revenge Club Chapter 38 : “Caught in the Crossfire”
*Aaron’s POV*The morning light bled through the blinds, casting shadows across the table where I sat, a half-eaten grapefruit before me. The tang of citrus lingered on my tongue, mingling with the bitter aftertaste of black coffee. My fingers were stained with newsprint; headlines screamed at me in stark, block letters as I picked up the paper. Front page. Professor Lee's mugshot stared back, his eyes hollow, the fall from grace immortalized in black and white."Drug scandal rocks campus – Arrest made amid allegations," read the bold type. My stomach churned. Each word was a hammer to my conscience. Arrested during the night. Anonymous calls. The club had stretched its tentacles far and wide, it seemed."Damn," I muttered under my breath, the syllables sharp as broken glass. Was justice served or had they become the very monsters they sought to punish? The question gnawed at me."Morning." Blake's voice cut through the silence, sudden and unwelcome. He stood in the doorway, a da
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