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The Disguised Girl: Captivating The Billionaire King

The Disguised Girl: Captivating The Billionaire King

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1032    |    Released on: 13/05/2026

he scissors bit into

f hair that used to reach her waist hit the stained floor tiles with a soft thud. It was a brutal, uneven hack job. She picked up a razor from the

k waves, now looked sharp and unforgivin

the sink. Her fingers grabbe

er ribs screamed in protest, and her lungs struggled to expand against the crushi

yanked the hood up, casting a dark shadow over the up

ttled the thin wooden

led through the cheap wood, thick with panic and irrit

handle and yanked it op

k one look at her and stumbled backward. His eyes widened, scanning h

breath. The air his

y morphed into a sneer. "Listen to me. You think changing your look is g

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nt. She grabbed the worn canvas bag holding her custom

mmed directly in

ut breaking her stride. He stared at her back for a second before s

o Manhattan wa

he leaned her head against the cold glass of the window and closed her eyes. The heater

on its brakes out

biting November wind whipped against her jeans. She shoved he

his eyes darting around the crowd. He was sweating despite the cold, terrified

massive, echoing mai

ying a loop of a cologne commercial. The face on the screen

she was looking. He

. "Don't try to pull a stunt and bump i

The absolute, freezing contempt in her dark eyes made Feli

ing scream erupt

gns rushed forward. The wave of bodies slamm

her forward. She curled her arms inward, p

d hard against her spin

ly mopped tile. The rubber squeake

ht toward a small clearing cordoned

out to catch herself. Her fingers clamp

mint flooded her senses, cutting throug

of solid muscle. The impact sen

y rigid. A wave of pure, suffocating host

he hard chest and

of deep, ocean-blue eyes. They were fi

in the cheap hoodie. His eyebrows pu

ime to see Dasia's hand on Carlton's cu

d the spot on his lapel where Dasia had to

scoff that vibrated in the

eked in outrage, screaming at the boy

nch. Her heart r

and calmly brushed off invisible

n's. She looked at him the way a person looks

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The Disguised Girl: Captivating The Billionaire King
The Disguised Girl: Captivating The Billionaire King
“Dasia's twin brother, Gerald, was an e-sports prodigy, the rising star of the Glory team. But during a crucial moment, he was framed by his own teammates. They orchestrated a trap that completely destroyed his reputation and left his right hand brutally crushed. Instead of getting him medical help, the club threw him out into the freezing rain, bleeding and disgraced. The manager labeled him useless trash and slapped him with a five-million-dollar termination fee to bleed him dry. Stripped of his pro status, the wealthy bullies at his prep school relentlessly targeted him, mocking his crippled hand and beating him down. Dasia watched her twin brother cry in his room, his life and dreams shattered by the people he trusted. A violent, suffocating rage boiled in her chest. How could they smile while crushing his hand? Why should the victim be treated like a rotting piece of garbage while the perpetrators get rich and celebrated? She didn't shed a single tear. She stood in front of the mirror, took a pair of scissors, and ruthlessly hacked off her waist-length hair. She wrapped her chest in coarse medical bandages until her ribs screamed, and pulled on his oversized black hoodie. "Everything you took from him, I am going to take back with interest." The girl in the mirror was gone. She was Gerald now. She secretly passed the brutal online tryouts for Glory's biggest rival, the elite Blackflame team, and signed their official contract. The revenge had officially begun.”