Page 138 of Revenge


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"I'm sure you can think of something that will fix this. And Fiona," she starts.

“What?”

“Don’t tell a soul about the pregnancy. This has to be our secret.”

I look in the mirror for the hundredth time. I hate the fact that little bitch Aisling ruined my body and left a scar where there shouldn't be one. I never wanted to be a mother. I would have ended the pregnancy in a second, but she was the perfect excuse to get what I wanted. The power of being a Manarch has been the only thing I have cared about for years. I was groomed to be a Manarch. The plan was to sleep with him and make him believe it was his baby when I got home from London. Shortly after I revealed I was having his baby, we would marry, and the McIntyres could have everything. Everything was planned to perfection until I learned of the whore in Viktor's life. She was an obstacle I wasn’t expecting.

There was only one way to fix this. I knew I had to return home immediately. I needed to sleep with Viktor as quickly as possible. Men are dumb, so he wasn't going to figure it out. But because of Ava, it wasn't as simple. I couldn't believe my dad didn't do anything to prevent him from getting involved with a whore from the projects. She is a low life. It should have been simple to get rid of her at the beginning. But here I am still dealing with her.

I had no choice but to plan quickly. I needed to find a way to be alone with Viktor. But it was impossible. Everywhere I went, she was there with him. I had people spying on him, waiting for anything to go wrong with them. Anything that could get me what I needed. When I got the call, he had gotten into an argument with her, I jumped at the opportunity. Bonus when I realized he was drunk. I was finally going to get everything I wanted.

She ruined my perfect plan when I learned she was pregnant too. I tried multiple times to get rid of her. Even by trying to run her over with my car shortly after I learned where she was, but I failed. Then the two idiots my dad sent who were supposed to kill her failed as well. The last one, I was sure he was going to make it happen, but once again, it was another failure. Apparently, Oliver found out about her pregnancy and started protecting her, making it harder to get rid of her. I ran out of options when Viktor heard me tell my mom that Ava was pregnant. I was careless. At least he hasn't learned that Aisling isn't his, so there is still hope for me to get what I want.

I'm going to meet with a hired gunman to set a plan in motion that won't fail. When I found out Viktor divorced me, I knew I ran out of time. I have to take matters into my own hands. I can't count on my dad or his men. I need to get rid of Ava once and for all. They are getting married tomorrow. The hired gunman will kill Ava. I will take Aisling and pretend someone kidnapped her. Viktor will be distraught. He will move heaven and earth to find her. By the time he miraculously finds her, I will be there to console him about Ava's death and be the perfect mother. It's the perfect plan. Everyone fears Cillian McIntyre, but that is because they don't truly know what I am capable of. After all, I am my father’s daughter.

I grab my bag and leave. I am meeting the guy in a nearby diner. It should be quick. I'm keeping my dad in the dark on this one. I don't need him trying to improve my plan as he often does. I walk into the dinner and spot the hitman. I walk straight to him.

"Make it quick." He says as I sit. I hand him a picture of Ava.

"She is your target. They are getting married in a hotel he owns. The address is on the back of the picture. It should be easy to get in. But expect a lot of security."

"Do you have the money?" I take the envelope out of my bag.

"Twenty thousand like you asked." He stands to leave. "I need to know when it's done."

"You'll know. Don't ever contact me again.”

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I'm standing in the hotel lobby wearing a black wig, sunglasses, and coat. The perfect disguise. When I left my house, I didn't even recognize myself. There are people everywhere. The perfect cover. A few days ago, I came to the hotel trying to figure out the best way to execute my part of the plan in taking Aisling. I was able to find out the room Aisling is going to be in. I paid a housekeeper to give me her uniform and call once she learned when Aisling was here. It is a few hours before the wedding, everyone should be too preoccupied with all the little details to notice me.

I quickly take the elevator up going to a room I booked on the floor below hers. Inside the room I change into the housekeeping outfit. Who would suspect a housekeeper? Once I am ready, I take the elevator up one floor. Exiting the elevator on the floor Aisling is in, I notice only two men at the door. Viktor is getting careless. But it's perfect for me.

"Hi, someone called for housekeeping." I flirt. I have towels in my hands. One of the men looks at me up and down but knocks on the door.

"Come in." I hear Ava say.

This is going to be even better. She wasn’t supposed to be here. It was supposed to be the nanny. I walk inside. Immediately I notice Aisling and her. I don't see anyone else in the room. Her back is to me, so she doesn't see me at first. I don't say anything. In between the towels, there is a gun I hid in case I needed it. I am glad I have it because I am going to end this once and for all. I will finally get her out of the picture.

"How can I help you?" she asks, turning around. I cover my face with a stack of towels.

"Someone said to bring fresh towels," I say low, disguising my voice.

"Thanks. You can leave them in the bathroom."

She goes back to her task of putting earrings on. Aisling says, momma. For some odd reason, it bothers me. I set the towels down in the bathroom and take the gun, which luckily has a silencer. I couldn't be happier at this moment. My father taught me well. I walk out as I see her pick up Aisling, who is giggling.

"You know she isn't your daughter, right?”

"What the fuck are you doing here?" She holds Aisling closer.

"I came to get what belongs to me. If you scream, I'll kill you both. Hand her over."

"You wouldn't. She is your blood, and you wouldn't do that to Viktor. You love him. It will drive him insane." I laugh.

"I don't love Viktor, and she isn't his daughter. It is funny no one has noticed she looks nothing like him." She looks at Aisling, then at me.

"You are lying."

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