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Deja vu
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Complete, First published Jul 17
Mature
Lalisa Manoban had it all-money, cars, brains, and girls on rotation. A cocky bad boy with a medical degree and zero patience for commitment. But under her cold armor hides a soul wrecked by betrayal. Go Min Si, the only girl Lisa ever truly loved, cheated after ten years of what was supposed to be forever. That heartbreak turned Lisa into the emotionless chick-magnet she is today.

Until she meets Jennie Ruby Jane Kim-a dangerously familiar flame.

Same smile. Same walk. Same laugh.

But Jennie is anything but a copy. She's rich, sexy, commanding-and absolutely obsessed with owning what she wants. And right now? She wants Lisa.

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UNWANTED

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💔 Unwanted Lisa Manoban was born into the richest and most powerful family in Thailand. Her father, Anurak Manoban, a Thai business tycoon, and her mother, Kim Soojin, a Korean heiress, built an empire that ruled every industry-oil, hotels, automobiles, entertainment, stocks, and beyond. Her elder sister, Chaeyoung Manoban, and elder brother, Bambam Manoban, were admired everywhere they went, treated like royalty. To the world, the Manoban family was untouchable. But to little Lisa, it was all empty. She would run with tiny feet to her father, pulling his hand: > "Dada... pway wif me, pwease..." And his cold voice would push her away: "Go away, Lisa. You are not important." She would tug at her sister's dress, eyes shining: > "Unnie... Lisa sit wif you?" But Chaeyoung would shove her off with disgust: "Don't call me unnie. You're not my sister." She would hug her toy and look at Bambam: > "Oppa... pway toy wif Lisa?" But he would glare and snap: "Don't bother me, Lisa. You mean nothing here." And her mother? She never even looked at her. Just silence. In a palace filled with gold, cars, and diamonds, Lisa had no love-no mama hugs, no dada kisses, no sister, no brother. Just loneliness. At night, clutching her small hands, she whispered to the sky: > "God... why nobody want Lisa? Why Lisa unwanted... even by her own famiwy?" And in this whole cruel world... did Lisa have anyone who truly wanted her in their life? ---