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The Disguised Girl: Captivating The Billionaire King

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 770    |    Released on: 13/05/2026

her boots. The corner of her

ched the edge of the glossy paper.

der. He saw Dasia holding the poster. A smug

d him. "I told you he was just a psycho fan. Acting tough,

s head slightly. His blue eyes locked

the bench. "Are you

at Felix. She didn

ick, expensive poster into a tight, jagged ba

ck of her wrist, she launched

muters and dropped perfectly into the cente

," Dasia said. Her tone was

angry red. He looked like he ha

ntil his knuckles turned white. The disgust in h

ets. She turned her back on the King of e

bling off the bench a

the Upper East Si

nd why the hell are we going to this preppy high school? !" Felix shrieked. "You are a disgraced pro now! You should be hiding!" Dasia kept her eyes on the window. She had

om her pocket. She shoved them into her ears an

eamed against her eardr

d her eyelids. She saw his hands covered in blood, h

er fingernails dug into her palms until the skin broke. The shar

xi jerked to a stop outside

he pushed the door open. The brig

e! This prep school is full of rich kids.

ce. She adjusted the strap of her key

ere crowded. The moment Dasia ste

of bullies who used to shove Gerald into lockers froze, intimidated by the

un the combination dial from memory

Gerald? Is t

ous voice echo

de hair stood there, his jaw hanging open. Cody

es wide. He reached out

so cold his hand sna

ed, vibrating with excitement. "Because it looks badass. Good tim

he locker and slammed the door

dark, bloodthirsty s

sia said soft

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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.”