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She does not follow him.
She orchestrates him.
In a city where power hides behind glass towers and curated reputations, Ysilva Nyveth loves with precision. She studies patterns the way others study art. Movements. Habits. Silences. Her favorite color is red-not for passion, but for truth. Roses because they wound. Blood because it never lies.
To the world, Ysilva is untouchable: elegant, soft-spoken, impeccably composed.
To him, she is invisible.
And that is exactly how she wants it.
Kael Lucian, one of his target. The main.
A disciplined, principled, admired. He believes in order, fairness, and personal choice. He senses something is wrong-but never knows where to place the unease.
Red roses appear when he needs comfort.
Opportunities align too perfectly.
Women he dates drift away without drama.
Ysilva never harms him.
She simply removes every version of life where he doesn't end up with her.