《The Mafia's Reborn Bride》
Lina Song had practiced this moment for years.
The gates of Blackwood University loomed ahead, its marble pillars carved with the crests of the four ruling families—the same families that had left her father’s body floating in the harbor. Her fingers tightened around the acceptance letter bearing a dead girl’s name. Perfect. The Jian heir would never see her coming.
But Kai Jian was waiting.
Leaning against his black sports car, he flicked ash from his cigarette, his sharp eyes tracking her like a predator. "Transfer students don’t last here, Mei Ling," he drawled, using the alias she’d stolen. "Especially pretty ones who ask too many questions."
Lina smiled sweetly, adjusting her glasses—the same harmless disguise her father had worn before his arrest. "I’m just here to study, Young Master Jian."
Behind them, the clock tower chimed. Midnight. The witching hour, when the campus’s elite held their secret auctions in the old library. Lina’s target tonight wasn’t Kai, but his right-hand man, Daniel Park—the one who’d personally delivered the poisoned wine to her father.
Yet as she slipped into the auction, a hand clamped over her wrist. Kai’s breath ghosted over her ear, his voice a velvet threat: "Touch him, and I’ll break every bone in your pretty little spy hands."
Lina froze. He knew.
But then Kai did the unthinkable—he slid a knife into her palm. "If you’re going to kill someone," he murmured, "do it where I can watch."