ZEA GOLDEN COLLEGE
Alice slowly stepped back. She knew what was about to happen.
Donny, now trembling, locked eyes with Skylar's bloodshot glare. Fear gripped her, and she tried to retreat—but before she could take a step, Skylar's fist landed squarely on her nose with a sickening crack, drawing blood instantly.
"Ahh!" Donny screamed in pain, but Skylar wasn't done—not even close.
Grabbing Donny's hair, Skylar yanked her toward a nearby pillar and slammed her head against it—once, twice, three times. Blood smeared the concrete.
Then, with her fist clenched tight, Skylar drove it into Donny's neck, hard enough that her bones felt it.
Students around them were frozen in horror, traumatized by the sheer brutality. No one dared interfere. Even Alice stood frozen, unable to utter a sound. She'd never seen Skylar in this psychotic state before.
Outside the school, a sleek black Mercedes AMG pulled into the lot. Warren stepped out, a small black bag in hand, heading inside.
He entered the first hallway—only to stop dead.
The hall was packed with students, all circled around the chaos.
And in the middle of it...
Skylar stood like a phantom of rage, holding Donny off the ground by the neck. Donny's face was unrecognizable—swollen, bloody, barely conscious.
Warren's brows furrowed. This wasn't just his wife. This was his Skylar—his unhinged, dangerous, and heartbreakingly beautiful wife.
"Mio Amore," he called out, his voice cutting through the tension.
The students instantly turned, parting like the Red Sea as he walked through with a dark, commanding aura.
He stopped right in front of her. Didn't even glance at Donny—only bent low and whispered in Skylar's ear.
"Amore..."
Silence.
Everyone watched, breath held. No one had ever calmed Skylar before. Not in this state.
"Mio Amore..." he said again, softer.
Skylar turned slowly, still gripping Donny's neck like a doll. Her eyes met his.
"You want her dead?" Warren asked calmly.
Skylar nodded, lips curled into a crazed grin.
Warren glanced at Donny—then back at his girl.
"Fine. She'll die. But don't do it yourself."
"No," Skylar growled. "I want to kill her."
Warren leaned closer, pout on his lips. "Let her go... for me, huh?"
Skylar stared at his annoyingly cute face—and after a long pause, her grip loosened.
Donny collapsed like a sack of meat.
"That's my baby," Warren whispered, a proud smile on his face.
He turned to Alice, who now had a stunned smile.
"Take care of her. I'm taking Skylar home."
Alice nodded twice.
"Let's go," Warren said, wrapping a protective arm around Skylar as he led her out.
As soon as they were gone, a few students rushed to Donny, carrying her unconscious body to the school clinic.
"Damn... my bestie is lucky as hell," Alice grinned, skipping off to class like nothing happened.
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INSIDE THE AMG
"Here, Amore," Warren said, handing her the small black pack.
Skylar took it silently, opening it to reveal her favorite: cupped grape yogurt smoothie.
She turned to Warren, suspicious.
"There's nothing in it," he assured with a wink.
She sipped it quietly... and then, just barely, smiled.
Warren's smile widened.
"Want to go back home?" he asked, starting the car.
Skylar shook her head.
"Want to see your mom?"
Another shake.
"My parents?"
Still no.
Warren thought for a moment. "Want to come to the company with me?"
Skylar nodded. Instantly, Warren's face lit up like Christmas morning.
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KV AUTOMOBILES
Warren walked into the building like he owned the universe—which he basically did. A small army of bodyguards surrounded him, but he still held Skylar's folded hand like she was the most valuable thing he owned.
Employees whispered as they passed:
"That's the boss's wife?"
"She's so damn cute."
"They look so good together."
"Good morning, Boss!"
"Looking fresh, sir!"
Skylar didn't react—until she showed up.
Linda.
Spotting them from across the lobby, Linda strutted toward them. And then—accidentally—tripped on her heels and fell straight into Warren's arms, conveniently breaking his grip on Skylar.
"She did that on purpose, didn't she?" Mindy muttered.
"Obviously," Sonia scoffed.
"Oh my God, Warren! Are you okay? Did you get hurt?" Linda asked, cupping his face.
Warren immediately removed her hands, expression sharp.
Skylar just stared. No expression. But her mind was racing.
Is she acting like one of those jealous billionaire lovers?
Are they together?
"Yeah, I'm fine. I should be asking you that," Warren said, brushing her off.
"I'm totally fine," Linda giggled, grabbing his arm—his injured arm.
Skylar's eyes darkened.
Without a word, she pushed Linda back—hard enough to make her stumble. Then she gave her a cold glare before turning to Warren with the cutest face possible.
"Can we get going?" she asked sweetly.
"Of course, Mio Amore." Warren beamed, lacing his fingers with hers as they walked off, leaving Linda humiliated and near tears.
"That slap of karma hit good," Mindy laughed.
"She looked like a rejected honey badger," Sonia added, triggering more laughter from the staff.
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ZEA GOLDEN COLLEGE – OFFICE
"Your friend needs mental help," Mrs. Felicia muttered, handing Alice a sealed envelope.
"Give this to her. You may leave."
"Thanks, ma." Alice stood, then turned back.
"You know," she said casually, "I think your brain and body need an electric shock. Next time you insult Skylar, I'll show you real crazy."
And with that, she walked out.
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BLACK EAGLE CLAN
"Hey," Venom called, spotting Blaze outside Barbie's room.
"I… uhm… hi," Blaze stuttered.
"Yeah? What are you doing?"
"I—uh—I got lost," Blaze mumbled.
"Right..." Venom drawled, eyeing the half-open door. Barbie was inside, gaming with her headphones on.
"I'll get going!" Blaze blurted, dashing off.
"Weirdo," Venom muttered, stepping into Barbie's room and locking the door behind him.
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BROWN MANSION
"Do you think my baby will come visit us?" Mrs. Karina sniffled.
"She will," Granny Suzy replied softly, trying to comfort her.
"I miss my Sky… but she won't come. She thinks we hate her," Mrs. Karina wept harder.
"Just have faith," Granny sighed, patting her gently.
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KRUZ MANSION
"Goodbye!" Lucy waved at her homeroom teacher.
As soon as he left, she ran to the kitchen, grabbed a bowl of fruit, and dashed to her room.
"Here," she said, handing it to Flame, who she'd forced to rest in her bed.
"Can I go back to the clan now?" Flame asked after a while.
"Not yet."
"Why? I'm healed."
"Because you're special," Lucy smiled sweetly.