Chapter 2 - Liquid DeathVictoria pulled back slightly, her lips parted, eyes glistening with a terrifying blend of passion and malice. Her gaze shifted to the polished quartz countertop where a small, dark amber glass bottle rested beside a crystal tumbler of clear water.

"Is the poison ready?" Victoria whispered, her voice barely louder than the hum of the refrigerator.
Julian smiled. It was the same dimpled, mesmerizing smile that had made Clara fall in love with him four years ago in Chicago. But now, it was twisted into something predatory. He unsealed the amber dropper bottle with a faint, sickening click.
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"She won't suspect a thing tomorrow," Julian murmured, his voice smooth as velvet. He squeezed the rubber bulb, dropping three crystal-clear droplets into the water. They dissolved instantly, leaving no ripple, no color, no trace.
Victoria leaned into his chest, her eyes fixed on the glass. "Then everything will be ours. The company, the estate... and the inheritance."
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