Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob… Now Your Queen Runs It Novel

Chapter 19 One Year Later. Skylar's body had mostly healed. The scar on her face had faded into a faint, silver line. She stood before a mirror while Soren adjusted her scarf. "Everett is at the gate again," Soren said quietly. "Still no?" Skylar shook her head. "No. I want to go see some old 'friends' first." Soren nodded. He knew exactly what that meant. Her security detail escorted her onto a private jet. Destination: the Border. She had spent the last twelve months rebuilding the Jefferson empire while rebuilding herself. Her name was now more feared than Everett's had ever been.

She was a ghost story people told in the dark. The second Everett heard she was leaving for the border, he dragged his broken body onto a plane and followed her. Skylar went straight to Juarez. Sam was still running the compound for Everett. He didn't ask question st led her down into the dark. The p earth and misery. The cages were full. ever touched her, laughed at her, or hurt her was right there in the middle of them. there. broken figures in the cages scrambled to the bars, begging for mercy the second they saw her. "Ms. Jefferson! Please! I'm so sorry! Just kill me!

Put an end to it!" "Ms. Jefferson, it wasn't my idea! I was forced into it! Please let me go!" The sights and sounds made her head throb with a phantom pain. The memories threatened to pull her under. She reached out for a steady hand, but the skin she touched was scarred and cold. She looked up and saw Everett. His eyes were bloodshot and hollow. "It's okay, Sky," he whi "They can't hurt you anymore." He wa self. His face was gaunt, and every inch of visible skin was a roadmap of self-inflicted scars. old him to stop the self-mutilation.

She'd told him it was just a pathetic performance that meant nothing to her. Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob... Now Your Queen Runs It. 94.7% Chapter 19 But he wouldn't stop. "I owe you this, Sky. This is the only way I can live with myself." So she'd stopped asking. She just let him rot. The screaming in the dungeon continued. Skylar dug her nails into her palms, grounding herself. She walked up to the cage holding Dragon, Cain, and Fiona. They were lumps of flesh on the floor, their limbs snapped, their voices gone.

She looked at the monsters who had destroyed her life, but she didn't feel the rush of joy she'd expected. Cain used the last of his strength to look at her. "Please... just... finish it." Skylar thought back to the nights in the cages. She let out a cold, sharp laugh. "When I was the one begging on the floor? Did any of you stop?" A guard stepped up and handed her a whip lined with steel barbs. She took it and walked into the cage. The basement filled with their screams once more. She didn't stop for two hours.

When she finally walked out, she stripped off her blood-stained coat and looked at Soren. "Uncle Soren. Time to feed the fish." "Understood." Once Soren was gone, Everett stepped forward and reached for her hand with trembling fingers. "Sky... is it enough? Can you forgive me now?" She pulled away, gave him one final, icy look, and walked past him. He moved to follow, but a guard stepped in his way, dragging a nearly dead Thalia. "Mr. Wilder. Ms. Jefferson says your 'true love' is your responsibility." alia had spent the last year learning that death was a luxury she couldn't afford.

erett didn't even glance at her. "Throw her in the water. And the kids, too." Thalia's eyes went wide. She found her voice for one last scream. "Everett! No! Not the children! They're innocent! PLEASE!!" The guard gagged her and dragged her into the night. Night fell. 11:13 Bad Move. Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob... Now Your Queen Runs It. 96.5% A stretch of the ocean at the border turned from deep blue to a murky crimson. At dawn, Soren found Skylar on the balcony. "It's done, Ms. Jefferson. Everything's settled." Skylar nodded. "Good.

Let's finish it." An hour later, she watched as Juarez and Golden Branch went up in flames. She didn't stop there. Every black market, every dungeon in that sector was razed to the ground. Back in the city, Everett came to her one last time. He didn't beg for forgiveness this time. He just handed her a folder. "Sky. Everything I have is yours now. Live your life. Don't look back." "My parents love you. If there's a next life... maybe we'll get a better ending." With that, he walked out of her life for good. That night, she got the call. Everett was dead.

She stood by the window, looking at the white roses in the garden. She whispered into the dark: "But Everett... in the next life? I hope I never see your face again." (0) 606 (0) 11:13 Bad Move, Uncle. You Sent Your Princess to the Mob... Now Your Queen Runs It. 98.2% admin