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After talking with the boy, I came outside the store, walking towards my next destination. After crossing the road, I was walking down the street, thinking if I should read the next volume or not. After fighting with my own thoughts, I decided to read the next part. Now again going towards the store, as I was crossing the signal, I heard some people shouting at me. Hearing that, I looked at them; they all had shocked expressions. When I was looking at them, I heard a horn. Before I could think about what was happening, I was on the ground bleeding from my head, not understanding what was happening with me. Many people got around me, checking if I was alive or not, some calling an ambulance, but I knew it was my end. I could feel it, and just like that, the no. 1 spy of the national criminal organization was dead, not because of an enemy or a target but just because he didn't notice a truck coming toward him. Just like that, I took my last breath.

Fuck, why am I feeling pain? I am just dead, and dead people cannot feel pain, so why am I filling this? As I opened my eye, I was in an unknown room, and it was looking like a hospital. Am I alive? As I looked at my surroundings, I got happy because I am alive, but the room was looking way too luxurious, and I cannot afford it. Which idiot put me in this room? Who is going to pay the bill, my grandfather or what? I got out of bed, thinking, who the hell had put me in this room? As I was walking, ready to find which bastard put me in this room, my eyes stopped at the mirror, and for God's sake, the person in the mirror is not me. As I got near the mirror, seeing my reflection, I got shocked to see that, foremost, it is not my face, and second, why the hell is this man so handsome, like a hot, dangerous villain? I was lost in my thoughts when suddenly the door was pushed open, and a lady who seemed to be the nurse entered inside the room with a tray of food, which was looking super delicious and expensive. She sees that I am standing near the mirror, touching my own face, looking super awkward, and looking shocked at my behavior. I got away from the mirror, sitting on the bed, and told her to put the food near me and leave the room. After saying that, when I looked at the nurse, she seemed to be habitual to the way I was talking. It seems that the previous owner of this body had the same way of talking as I had. She puts the food in front of me, leaving the room after bowing. After she gets away from my eyes, I start to think, what is happening right now? And you all know I am a manga-addicted citizen, so I know it is common in many stories where someone gets transmigrated into a book, but I never ever thought I would be one of them. In most of the story the transmigration takes place inside the book they're reading before they got transmigrated. Am I in that book, then? But which character.

As I was thinking, Am I right or not? Am I really in that book or in a different book? Just at that time a woman appeared in front of me; she had long, flowing hair like soft waves of night, dark with hints of deep brown under the light. Her eyes were quiet and observant, the color of calm earth after rain. She stood at an average height, with a graceful, steady posture. Her presence was calm and grounded—like the stillness just before dawn—gentle, patient, and unshaken. She came near me, saying, Cassian, are you OK? How are you feeling now? I am really sorry that Aeron did this to you. I am extremely sorry, as I heard the name. Cassian Thorn – A man who is sharp, magnetic, and dangerous. The mafia lord of the underworld is the character in the book I was reading before dying; he is the villain, the antagonist of that story. And I think the woman who is in front of me is the female lead of that story. Liora Wynter—elegant and soft, a charming beauty and the second daughter of the Wynter family, the princess of the Wynter family, and the third most powerful and rich family, of course. I'm the richest man in this world, and that male lead is the second richest. Seeing that I am in the hospital and Liora is apologizing for Aeron Vale, it means 1/3 of the story has already been finished. It means I am not far away from getting Liora by my side. I was immersed in my thoughts when Liora said, shaking me, Cassian, are you OK? Do you feel pain anywhere? I am OK. Lio, do not worry about me. How about Aeron? Is he OK? He is not badly injured, right? Liora looks at Cassian, having a sad expression, and says to him, How can you still think about his well-being when he is the one who hurts you all the time?. It is not like that, Liora. He is not the only one at fault; I am also at fault. It was the fault of both of us. You are too kind, Cassian; you are still thinking about him. I am his fiancé, but I now regret being with him. What do you mean by this? I said with a shocked expression,

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