They took her name the moment she stepped inside. Osiris-Nine Luchèse was never meant to survive the night her father died. The underworld made sure of that. Empires shifted, contracts were signed, and the man they called the Cheshire Cat was reduced to a story whispered between bloodstained deals. But stories don't die. They evolve. Hidden behind reinforced walls and sterile smiles, Nine is placed in a facility built to "heal" what the world deems broken. Patients don't have names. Memories blur. Reality bends under the weight of quiet routines, whispered orders, and something far more calculated lurking beneath the surface. That's where Nikki finds her. Composed. Untouchable. Watching from the shadows like a queen who never needed a throne to rule. She doesn't offer Nine comfort. She offers purpose. Training begins. Not the kind you can see. Not the kind you can escape. Every word is chosen. Every truth is shaped. Every piece of grief is sharpened into something far more dangerous. Slowly, carefully, Nikki rebuilds Nine into something the underworld has never seen before- A weapon. Because across the board stands Naomi. Unpredictable. Unforgiving. A force of nature crowned in chaos and feared by men who have never feared anything in their lives. Where Nikki is silence, Naomi is spectacle. Where Nikki calculates, Naomi destroys. And somewhere between them... is Nine. Raised on vengeance.Driven by a past she can't fully remember.Hunting men she's never met-but has been taught to hate. As the lines between truth and manipulation begin to fracture, Nine is forced to confront a question far more dangerous than any enemy placed in front of her: Is she avenging her father...or finishing a war that was never hers to begin with? Because in a world where power wears a smile and madness is method, the deeper she goes- the less she knows if she's the hunter... or the thing being led. And by the time she finds the truth- someone will lose their head.
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