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Prisoner No More, Queen Of The Game

Chapter 2 Andreas' Generosity

Word Count: 1024    |    Released on: 21/10/2025

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velvety, as if plucked from the strings of

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ifting her hand wi

cool skin sparking a brief, silent current between them. "Your room's

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whole life. She wouldn't have su

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Prisoner No More, Queen Of The Game
Prisoner No More, Queen Of The Game
“Imprisoned at twenty and freed at twenty-three, she spent three years sharpening her skills-enough to crush her enemies. In her previous life, she was betrayed by her parents and brother, taking the fall for an impostor's crime. Tortured in prison while the impostor lived in luxury, she died with hatred in her heart-only to awaken at the start of her sentence. This time, innocence abandoned, she mastered finance, combat, and power behind bars. Three years later, she emerged as a force in business. Her revenge set in motion, a ruthless tycoon appeared. He cornered her against the wall, his fingers tracing her neck as his voice dropped to a low, dangerous whisper. "Let me join your quest for revenge."”