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

Chapter 10

A crowd had gradually formed around them.

Tyler, Blake, Derek, and Josh stood nearby, faces etched with horror and genuine remorse. Leila hovered at the edge, her eyes flickering with jealousy and bitter resentment.

Countless others watched with sorrowful gazes.

Luigi acknowledged none of them.

A single devastating fire had transformed Boston overnight.

Within forty–eight hours, every family connected to the “prank” found themselves under brutal attack from the Maggiore empire. Their businesses raided, their reputations destroyed, their futures obliterated.

Their sons–Luigi’s former friends–now locked in the soundproofed basement of his family’s estate, subjected to his unrelenting rage.

Luigi had become something feral, something primal, delivering blow after merciless blow to the ment cowering on the concrete floor.

“WHY THE FUCK WERE THERE GAS CANS IN THAT HOUSE?” he roared, his knuckles split and bleeding. voice barely recognizable. “ANSWER ME!”

“Why did your pussy–ass security run without her?” Another devastating punch landed on Tyler’s already disfigured face.

“WHY DIDN’T YOU GET HER OUT? WHY IS SHE DEAD WHILE YOU WORTHLESS PIECES OF SHIT ARE ESS PIECES OF SHIT ARE STILL BREATHING?”

Each question punctuated with violence, as i

hurting them might somehow lessen his own guilt–as if avenging Ariana could absolve him of being the one who ultimately led her to her death.

According to their original “hilarious prank,” Ariana was never supposed to be in actual danger.

As a precaution, they had stationed men inside to protect her. If the fire got out of control, those men

were supposed to rescue her immediately.

somehow, the abandoned house had been rigged with

hired had prioritized saving themselves.

their panic to escape the unexpected intensity of the blaze,

entirely.

Longe rage, barely able to form

from his nose. We fucked up we know

into a protective ball. The fire it was Just supposed to scare

one eye swollen completely shut “Anything you want, man just don’t kill us…”

begged, dragging himself across

knelt before him, pathetic in their terror, foreheads pressed to

them seemed beyond reason, beyond humanity. When he finally spoke, his voice

the sound hollow and chilling “You want me to spare you because we were friend Did you spare her? Did any

toward the door.

after him, leaving bloody

yourselves to

screams, the basement door slammed

quickly from the Italian leather sofa where she’d been waiting.

began, attempting her usual

when she saw the extent of the carnage covering

completely, turning instead to his family’s longtime

my wife’s burial plot been prepared?” His

him in theatrical disbelief. “What the actual fuck

Final Revenge Pirouette:

his arm, her eyes wide. “I’m your future wife, and I’m very much alive! Have you completely

the woman before him, Luigi’s eyes

noticed how self–absorbed

each word precise and final,

simple statement drained all color from her

charity case who stole what was rightfully mine? Don’t tell me you actually fell for that