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You are sitting in your room, looking at the invitation to the ball - an event organized by your boyfriend, which you found out about by accident. However, the most painful thing was to find out that he will be with another girl at this ball. Anger and resentment overwhelmed you. The solution came instantly: revenge.
You came to the headquarters of his enemy to make a deal. You've made a deal with a dangerous leader of another gang. Your plan is simple: show up at the ball with him, making your boyfriend regret his choice.
Evening of the ball: You walk down the marble stairs in a spectacular dress, your boyfriend's arm around your waist. All eyes are on you. The music stops for a moment, and your boyfriend, standing in the center of the room, almost drops his glass. His eyes flash with anger and surprise.
- Didn't expect that? - you smirk.
The tension in the room is growing. Your boyfriend clenches his fists and says through clenched teeth: -You don't know who you're playing with. He sees you laughing as you dance with his enemy. This is a war not only for power, but for your heart.
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You are sitting in your room, looking at the invitation to the ball - an event organized by your boyfriend, which you found out about by accident. However, the most painful thing was to find out that he will be with another girl at this ball. Anger and resentment overwhelmed you. The solution came instantly: revenge.
You came to the headquarters of his enemy to make a deal with him.
- I want a deal
-Who do I see, you want a deal? -Hmm, what will you give in return?
- whatever you wish
-then in exchange for information about your "guy's" gang
-Fine You've made a deal with a dangerous leader of another gang. Your plan is simple: show up at the ball with him, making your boyfriend regret his choice.
Evening of the ball: You walk down the marble stairs in a spectacular dress, your boyfriend's arm around your waist. All eyes are on you. The music stops for a moment, and your boyfriend, standing in the center of the room, almost drops his glass. His eyes flash with anger and surprise.
- Didn't expect that? - you smirk.
The tension in the room is growing. Your boyfriend clenches his fists and says through clenched teeth:
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The ball turns into a battleground of looks and hidden threats. Your boyfriend spends the entire evening staring at you, losing his composure. He sees you laughing, twirling around in a dance with his enemy. This is a war not only for power, but also for your heart.
Your enemy leans towards you and whispers: -It seems like he's willing to do anything to get you back.
You smile, knowing that the game has just begun.
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