The Black Swan's Final Revenge Pirouette: The 99th Game Was Mine All Along by Kylie Homme

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When Ariana Collins rushed to the hospital after hearing that Luigi Maggiore had crashed his Maserati and was bleeding out, she immediately donated a full liter of blood for him.

His friends urged her to go home and take a break, and she reluctantly agreed. But just as she reached the doorway, anxiety gripped her heart and pulled her back.

Turning around, she witnessed a nurse dumping all five bags of blood–her blood–straight into the garbage bin!

At that moment, thunderous laughter erupted from a nearby room, so loud it could’ve shattered windows.

cking idiot!”

“Jesus Christ, Ariana Collins fell for our bullshit again!” a voice howled. “What a fucking

Ariana froze, staring through the half open door. Among the crowd, she immediately spotted him.

Luigi was lounging casually against the headboard, scrolling through his iPhone, barely paying attention to his friends. Though his face was partially blocked, she could still make out his chiseled jawline and perfect features-

He didn’t have a single scratch on him!

Ariana blinked hard, convinced her distress was making her hallucinate.

“Fellas, let’s count,” drawled one guy she recognized as Tyler, Luigi’s lacrosse teammate. “How many times have we screwed with her now?”

“The first time,” chimed in Blake, another rich kid from Luigi’s circle, “we told her Luigi lost the Tiffany bracelet he was supposedly getting her. She spent the entire night searching in a blizzard. Even with a 104–degree fever, the dumb bitch wouldn’t quit.”

“Remember the second time?” Derek, Luigi’s roommate, leaned forward eagerly. “We convinced her Luigi was in a coma. She spent all night at St. Patrick’s Cathedral lighting candles and sobbing to some priest. Got holy water and a blessed rosary. Luigi gave the water to my dog and gifted the rosary to Leila Brown the next day!”

“My personal favorite,” smirked Josh, “was when we framed her for plagiarism and nearly got her expelled. The way she begged the academic board–pathetic! Still makes me laugh thinking about it.”

calculated, checking something on his phone. “Just three more pranks, and our revenge tour wraps up. Not bad for four years of entertainment. Worth every

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and bored. “Whatever. As long as I can

insisted. “Remember how she beat Leila for that dance scholarship? Leila cried for days. Nobody messes

“Dating her just to systematically destroy her?

it’s almost over. We’ll need to find

ringing filled Ariana’s ears, like a bomb had detonated inside her

a heart attack. She clutched at her sternum, doubling over to gasp for air, her

in her mind like a nightmarish loop. Luigi was only dating her for revenge.

how desperately she loved

Maggiore, Boston’s unofficial prince. Student body president with a 4.0 GPA headed to Harvard Law. Heir to the Maggiore real estate empire. With his Mediterranean good looks, he could’ve stepped off

like a moth to flame, she’d fallen

her dignity, while he remained coldly indifferent–until one day, when he miraculously accepted her

persistence had finally melted his heart. Instead, it had all been

game

of

truth crushed her: he’d initially rejected her because

beaten Leila Brown in that crucial dance competition and made his

he pretended to love her, orchestrating ninety–nine humiliations to systematically destroy

throat constricting as if invisible

her.

stared at the group laughing without restraint, at Luigi’s indifferent face, and suddenly

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very being–only for him to crush