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Asteria Vale was the world’s top idol, a queen of the stage adored by millions. But at the peak of her success, she was betrayed, drugged, and left to die in an alley—discarded like trash by the very people she trusted.

When she opens her eyes again, she’s no longer Asteria. Instead, she has reincarnated into the body of a nameless girl—one who was supposed to be dead. This new body isn’t just a random identity; it holds secrets connected to a powerful mafia family, an underground revenge plot, and a mysterious contract that binds her fate.

Now, under the new identity of Raine Vesper, she enters the entertainment industry once again, determined to reclaim her throne while hunting down those who betrayed her. But things get complicated when Zayne Kross, a cold-hearted music producer with ties to the mafia, takes a dangerous interest in her.

As secrets unravel, Raine finds herself torn between her burning desire for revenge and the dark romance pulling her into Zayne’s world. With every performance, every whispered lie, and every deadly confrontation, she must ask herself—is she playing the game, or is she being played?

The Reincarnated Idol’s Secret

Raine peeled off her sweat-soaked hoodie and tossed it into her locker, exhaling slowly.

But this wasn't victory—it was just another battlefield.

Her body ached, but she ignored it. She had survived worse. Dying tends to put things into perspective.

The other trainees murmured around her, voices hushed.

"Did you see her? She kept up with Kairo and Zayne."

Good. Let them talk. She wanted them distracted.

Zayne Kross was leaning against the lockers, watching her.

"You're not fooling me, sweetheart."

Raine arched a brow. "Fooling you?"

Zayne stepped closer, voice dropping. "You move like someone who's been on stage before. But your name? No history. No past performances. Just a ghost walking into an audition."

Her pulse remained steady. Careful. Zayne Kross was a predator, and she couldn't afford to be prey.

She smirked. "Maybe I'm just naturally talented."

Zayne chuckled darkly. "Or maybe you're hiding something."

His fingers brushed against her wrist—where Asteria Vale's old tattoo used to be.

Raine's breath caught. Too close. Too dangerous.

She stepped back, keeping her smirk in place. "Curiosity killed the cat, Zayne."

He grinned. "Good thing I've got nine lives."

Chapter 11: Whispers in the Dark