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I wove through traffic in Liyah’s sports car like a red streak of lightning. Liyah’s knuckles turned white as she death–gripped the overhead handle, her face sheet–white and her stomach churning violently.
“Claire, I love you, but slow the hell down! Safety first!” Her voice quivered uncontrollably.
I wanted to put her at ease, and any other time I would not have done this but he never quits.
fueled by rage
I hated the idea that Liam was consciously bringing yet another bully of mine back into my orbit, but he couldn’t stop there. He needed to keep stabbing me in the back.
I am done being everyone’s kicking stone, especially a member of the Sterling Alpha family. I endured for three years because of the mate bond and respect to the Goddess, but I clawed my way out of that dark pit of misery and fought for my freedom.
Liam would regret his posted words.
“Even you remember how Nora spent four years smearing me in college, yet Liam acts like it never happened! He is a spineless bastard, resorting to slandering me and praising that b***h online? You are right, he is literal garbage!” My voice was sharp with fury.
My foot slammed the accelerator. The sudden G–force slammed Liyah back into her seat, and bile rose in her throat. “Claire! Stop this!” she cried out.
“Not now,” I replied, my flint–like eyes never leaving the road. “I am intercepting him before he picks up that snake at the airport. He doesn’t get to do this and suffer no consequences. He humiliated me -yet another one of my bullies? f**k him p>
The bystanders passed by in a blur. I was committing at least a dozen traffic violations, but nothing mattered. I was a woman possessed.
Onlookers continued to gape as my high–speed, death–dodging maneuvers set the internet ablaze. Within minutes, the hashtag #FerrariGirlHighSpeedChase was trending nationwide, and Liyah was losing her mind both in fear and amazement.
Sitting in the backseat of my Porsche, I idly swirled my wineglass, feeling smug as I continued to post little shots at Claire and my mate bond. I wanted the world to know that she was never good enough for me, and that I was only with her out of pity.
Nora was already showing interest; it was only a matter of time before others did, and I
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wanted it to burn Claire from within. No one rejects me like she did; she publicly humiliated me, so it was time to return the favour.
As I scrolled through my phone’s “Nearby” feed, I was bombarded with multiple videos all showing the same red Ferrari darting through traffic like a comet.
Wait, was that not Liyah’s car? Hold up! The driver–was that Claire? No f g way. Had my little stunt finally broken her? Was she really playing the desperate ex now?
Just as I basked in my glee, my phone rang. It was Liyah calling. This was unexpected. I wiped the smirk off my face, cleared my throat, and answered with feigned indifference. “To what do I owe this pleasure p>
“Liam! Where are you? Tell your driver to pull over at the nearest rest stop right f g now!” Her voice trembled with raw panic.
Just as I had predicted, my grin stretched ear to ear as I stifled triumphant chuckles before forcing an icy tone. “Why chase me? Claire and I are done; we are strangers! Those were her words, not mine- ”
The silence from the other end of the phone was deafening. Liayh did not need visuals to imagine my smirk through my response. I could almost picture her gritting her teeth.
“Liam! Claire is hitting a hundred and fifty miles per hour! Do you want us dead? Pull over
now!” She roared.
I couldn’t hold back the light chuckle at her demands.
“Why don’t you tell your precious Claire that I have already moved on. One might even suggest that I have upgraded. There is no need to chase me. I am picking someone very important to me up at the airport and… Hello? Hello?” I gloated, savouring my vengeful triumph until the line went dead with a hollow dial tone.
Meanwhile, the hashtag #FerrariGirlHighSpeedChase was blowing up across all platforms.
I was revelling in it until a terrifying thought hit me. Wait. Claire never drove during our marriage; she had barely touched a steering wheel in years. With her questionable skills, what if she lost control? I wanted to punish her, humiliate her, make her crawl, but I didn’t want her to die because of it.
“Soren! Pull over at the next rest stop! Now!” I snapped.
“Is Ms. Reese coming, Alpha?” Soren’s grip tightened on the wheel. Slowing down, he ventured, “She is–chasing us p>
“I knew it was all just a ploy from her. I post a few things, and she scurries. She thought she
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could continue to play the ice queen? But after one little provocation, she cracked instantly p>
Soren blinked slowly at my smug words. Following orders, he executed a perfect parking
maneuver.
“Alpha, are you sure it is jealousy and not the horrible things you posted about her? When I suggested you move on, I didn’t mean try to humiliate Ms. Reese in the process p>
I fired off our location to Liyah and waited. My heart was doing backflips while sipping my drink with a calm ease.
“Everything I’ve done, she’s done worse. You saw my state earlier. That was because of her p>
“Claire! Ease up! Three more miles, he is waiting at the next stop!” Liyah gasped, thrusting the phone at my face.
“Got it,” I said, my foot staying welded to the accelerator, my eyes fixed on the road with terrifying focus.
The Ferrari roared past the exit ramp, barely slowing as it entered the service area. I scanned the parking lot, instantly locking onto the Porsche’s position.
With an ear–splitting shriek of burning rubber, the car executed a daring fishtail maneuver, slamming into the parking spot with military precision. The acrid smell of burning rubber hung in the air as it came to rest perfectly beside the Porsche’s driver–side door.
The door flew open, and I barely felt my heels hit the ground before I was already storming toward the Porsche. My pulse thundered in my ears, anger propelling me forward as I rapped
twice on the tinted window.
The glass slid down without a sound, and there he was, Liam, behind his shades, his lips drawn tight.“What is this? Don’t tell me you’re having second thoughts? Too late, Claire p>
I met his gaze, cold and unflinching, the kind that could’ve frozen lava midflow. Then I tore the door open, every ounce of restraint gone. “See whoever you want, Liam,” I snapped. “But smearing my name all over social media and comparing me to someone as vile as Nora? That’s where I draw the damn line p>
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