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Hatred is a slow, simmering poison-and she had been drinking it for years. Daniel Park, with his hypocritical charm and undeserved luck, disgusted her. Watching him stumble his way through life, gifted with a body he never earned, she sneered at every choice he made. If she were there, she'd show him what true power looked like.
Then she woke up in his world.
But unlike him, she wouldn't rely on brute strength or cheap luck. No, she was something far more dangerous-patient, cunning, irresistible. With a smile that dripped sweet venom and a touch that set fire to the weak-willed, she began to weave herself into the cracks of his world. The fighters, the gangsters, the ones who stood at the top-they didn't even realize they were falling, their loyalties shifting, their desires twisting under her careful touch.
Daniel Park wouldn't lose to fists.
He'd lose when everyone he held dear turned to her instead.
And when he finally looked into her eyes, stripped of everything, she would whisper the words she had always known to be true:
"𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗶𝘁."