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The name Hera Marquess once stood for elegance itself. Every word she spoke, every step she took, even the smallest gesture she made carried an effortless grace that left people in awe. She was admired, envied... and eventually, betrayed.
Her life ended in tragedy-an assassination orchestrated by a ruthless business rival.
That should've been the end of her story.
But when she opened her eyes again, it wasn't to the life she lost. Instead, she found herself reborn as the second daughter of a dangerous mafia boss.
A reincarnation straight out of a cliché novel.
"Seriously... cringe, right?" she thought. But whether she liked it or not, this was her new beginning.
Zolani Adeline Alaire.
The second daughter of a feared mafia boss-at least, that's what the world saw on the surface. But in truth, she was nothing like the rest of her family. Timid, clumsy, unable to fight, unable to fire a gun, and most of all... unable to kill. In a household built on blood and power, that made her useless.
Ignored. Overlooked. Pitied at best, despised at worst.
Still, Zolani longed for affection. She bent over backwards, humiliating herself just to earn even the smallest trace of her family's love. But her efforts went unnoticed. Even the man she loved most never once looked at her the same way. Every feeling she gave was never returned.
So, broken and desperate, Zolani chose to end it all. She drank poison, whispering one last wish before darkness claimed her:
"If only my family could love me... even just a little."
But fate had other plans.