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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

Zayne chuckled at her response, pushing off the doorway. "I like you, sweetheart. You've got teeth."

Raine smirked. "Good. You'll need them to keep up."

Kairo let out a soft laugh, shaking his head. "Look at you two. Like wolves circling each other."

Zayne tilted his head, his sharp gaze landing on Kairo. "Funny, coming from you. You're the biggest predator in this building."

Kairo simply smiled, the type that didn't reach his eyes. Unbothered. Unreadable. Dangerous.

Raine sighed, already tired of the tension thickening the air. Too many games. Too many masks.

"Are we done with the dramatic staring contest?" she asked.

Zayne smirked. "For now." He slid his hands into his pockets. "But don't get too comfortable, Raine. You might think you're in control, but trust me—this world? It eats people like you alive."

Raine's expression didn't waver. If only he knew.

She had already died once. What was there left to fear?

As she walked past them, she muttered just loud enough for them to hear—"Then let it try."

Chapter 18: Wolves in Silk