Not every love story ends in happiness, and sometimes, the most painful twists come not from fate, but from our own choices. Yeonho loved Vaani—but he couldn’t save her. Zane loved Vanessa—but his own actions led to her death. Now, Zane has been granted a second chance—an opportunity few are ever given. Thrown into a time he never knew, with questions that have no answers, Zane must unravel the mystery of his survival and the purpose of his unexpected return. What is he meant to do in a world where he never existed? Can he right the wrongs of the past, and what sacrifices will he make to ensure his future? The clock is ticking, and Zane's journey to redemption is about to begin. Will he find the strength to rewrite his fate—or will history repeat itself?
View MorePresent Day "Leave me!" Gut-wrenching sobs of a female echoed in the air, bringing the earlier knocked-out Zane back to his senses as he began blinking restlessly to clear his vision, to see what was going on and strained against the ropes that restrained him. However, he struggled to open his eyes properly owing to the severe pain in his head, but it didn't take him long to realize that his wrists and feet were tied. Even his mouth was taped shut. And as soon as his vision cleared, the sight in front of him scared him to death. That too, for the first time in his life. Vanessa was right there, in front of him, sobbing, her eyes red and puffy, a single cut across her cheek causing blood to drip. She was struggling in the grasp of Lorenzo, who had roughly clutched her hair in his fists and was now marking a cut across her neck, right where Zane had left his mark. The white shirt she wore was drenched in blood, with a tear in it precisely at her left rib cage, the spot of her Lore
18 months ago "Someone got them before us," Jonathan, the mafia consigliere told his boss, Zane. "Who the hell?" Zane yelled, his hand balled into a fist out of fury. "L-Lorenzo K-Kim," John stammered, causing Zane's anger to soar beyond bounds. Lorenzo Kim! This bloke from the rival Kim clan, had been causing him constant troubles for the past year, sweeping off all of his contracts, associates, and whatnot, being a constant threat to him and his position of Korea's biggest mobster. And, at the time, they were addressing the same concern in Zane's office in order to find a solution to it. "And how the f*ck you have no clue about it?" He demanded an answer from Vanessa, the gun-moll, the woman he had ingeniously fed his adversary, to become his confidante and sneak his secrets to him. "We've just been seeing each other for a couple of months," she explained. "I don't f*cking live with him to know what he's up to." "Then why haven't you moved in with him yet?" Zane shouted a
Room number 501 read the door of the room where her feet ceased. A tanned brunette, not more than 26, dressed in a black lace top and pencil skirt, her lips painted wine red. She threw a peek at her timepiece which showed 21:30 and she heaved a sigh, relieved that she had shown up on time. She knocked three times at the door. In less than a minute, it opened for her. She looked to her left and then to her right to make sure the coast is clear before entering the room. But as soon as she walked into the dim space, a sharp object crept upon her neck and the door immediately shut behind her. Her breath hitched in her throat when the person whose only hands and eyes she could see in the dim light trapped her against the wall with her wrists over her head. His eyes, menacing and fierce, and a scar across his right eye added to his intimidating persona. "I hope you're not carrying any weapons," he whispered raspily as he brought his face closer to hers, one hand still keeping the knif
Room number 501 read the door of the room where her feet ceased. A tanned brunette, not more than 26, dressed in a black lace top and pencil skirt, her lips painted wine red. She threw a peek at her timepiece which showed 21:30 and she heaved a sigh, relieved that she had shown up on time. She knocked three times at the door. In less than a minute, it opened for her. She looked to her left and then to her right to make sure the coast is clear before entering the room. But as soon as she walked into the dim space, a sharp object crept upon her neck and the door immediately shut behind her. Her breath hitched in her throat when the person whose only hands and eyes she could see in the dim light trapped her against the wall with her wrists over her head. His eyes, menacing and fierce, and a scar across his right eye added to his intimidating persona. "I hope you're not carrying any weapons," he whispered raspily as he brought his face closer to hers, one hand still keeping the knif...
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