The Scumbag's Regret: My Lethal Comeback

When Karina opened her eyes, she had transmigrated from a blood-soaked war zone into the body of a despised, D-list Hollywood "vase." Before she could even process the glaring lights, the lead actress went entirely off-script, swinging a vicious slap right at her face. Karina's muscle memory took over, nearly crushing the woman's wrist in a steel grip, but a much harsher reality was waiting for her back home. The original owner had maxed out every credit card to buy a Ferrari and Rolexes for a scumbag idol named Kole, leaving Karina buried under a staggering three million dollar debt. To make matters worse, Kole and the lead actress were teaming up as the main couple on a hit wilderness dating show. Her agent told her she was contractually obligated to join the cast as their pathetic, obsessed ex-girlfriend, while millions of rabid fans spammed death threats online, waiting to watch her cry and break. To a warlord who had crawled out of mass graves, this cyberbullying was a joke, but the crushing capitalist debt was a real threat. "I'd like to see how hard the bones of these greenhouse flowers really are." Karina chopped off her cheap blonde hair, scrubbed off the hideous makeup to reveal a lethal, flawless face, and packed her tactical survival gear. If they wanted to use her as a stepping stone, she was going to show them what a real massacre looked like—while a certain untouchable A-list actor secretly listened to every bloodthirsty thought echoing in her mind.

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Those amber eyes belonged to a face that looked like it had been sculpted by a flawless, unforgiving god.

Karina's brain rapidly sifted through the original owner's memories. The identity clicked instantly. Jefferson Stein. The untouchable A-list actor. The apex predator of Hollywood. A massive, walking complication she had zero interest in dealing with.

Karina immediately took a half-step back, putting physical distance between them. She wiped every trace of emotion from her face, replacing it with a cold, business-like mask.

"My apologies. Low blood sugar. I lost my footing," she said. Her voice was flat, devoid of the desperate fawning every other actress in this town used when they looked at him.

But inside Jefferson's head, a completely different voice exploded. It was loud, brutally honest, cynical, and crystal clear.

[Holy shit! Look at those pecs! That face! This is the absolute ceiling of human male genetics! Too bad he looks like a frigid block of wood! ]

Jefferson's massive frame went completely rigid. His pupils dilated in shock, and his gaze swept the hallway like a radar.

Aside from his tense agent Julian and the stone-faced bodyguards, no one was speaking. The hallway was so quiet he could hear the hum of the air conditioning.

Jefferson's eyes snapped back to the pale, indifferent woman standing in front of him. His frown deepened.

Karina noticed him staring. Annoyance flared in her chest, but she kept her polite, fake mask on and gave a stiff nod.

[What the hell is he looking at? Has he never seen a hot girl with low blood sugar? If he keeps blocking my way to a burger, I swear to God I'll strip that expensive haute couture suit off him and use it as a mop. ]

The voice boomed in Jefferson's skull again.

He sucked in a sharp breath, his fingers curling into tight fists at his sides. He was staring right at her mouth. Her lips hadn't moved a single millimeter.

Julian noticed his boss's strange reaction. Assuming Jefferson was pissed about the cheap stunt, Julian stepped right in front of Karina, blocking her view of the actor.

"Miss Abbott, please mind your professional boundaries," Julian warned, his tone dripping with condescension.

Karina gave a careless shrug. She didn't have the energy to argue with idiots. She turned sideways, pressing her back against the cold wall, and squeezed past the group.

[This agent acts like a Chihuahua guarding its food. Whatever. Eating is more important. I'm literally starving to death. ]

The crisp, sarcastic thought drifted into Jefferson's mind as she brushed past him.

He could smell the cheap, synthetic strawberry scent of her shampoo. The contrast between her cheap reality and her arrogant, violent thoughts created a bizarre, jarring disconnect in his brain.

Jefferson whipped around, staring hard at her swaying but rapid retreat. A storm of shock raged in his amber eyes.

"Jeff, are you okay?" Julian asked, trying to soothe him. "I've seen a million D-list actresses try to climb the ladder like that. Just ignore her."

Jefferson took a deep breath, forcing his racing heart to slow down. His voice came out slightly hoarse. "Julian... did you hear anyone talking just now?"

Julian looked confused and shook his head. "No. Just me warning her. Why? Have you been shooting too many back-to-back scenes? Are you hallucinating from exhaustion?"

Hallucinations.

Jefferson rubbed his throbbing temples. That was the only logical, scientific explanation. But his gut told him something was terribly wrong.

He pulled his gaze away from the hallway, forcing his face back into its usual, untouchable mask, and took long strides toward the director's monitors.

On the other side of the set, Karina finally burst into the craft service area.

She walked right past the bowls of organic kale salad and locked her eyes on the hot food cart in the corner. She grabbed two double cheeseburgers and a massive cup of iced cola.

Finding an empty corner, she shoved the burger into her mouth, chewing aggressively, completely abandoning any image of Hollywood grace.

The rush of carbs and fat instantly smoothed out the violent jitters of her low blood sugar. Color began to seep back into her pale cheeks.

As she chewed, she replayed the encounter with Jefferson in her head, mentally scoffing at the rumors of his 'untouchable' status.

Meanwhile, Jefferson reached the monitors. Arthur saw him and immediately rushed over, his face glowing with excitement.

But Jefferson wasn't listening to the greetings. Inside his head, the voice was still there, fainter now, but distinct.

[Oh my god... this cheese... so good... one more bite...]

A strange, twisted expression crossed Jefferson's face. He took a black coffee from an assistant and took a long sip, trying to use the bitter taste to drown out the bizarre experience.

He knew for a fact that the woman named Karina was nowhere in his line of sight. Yet, he could 'hear' the pure, unadulterated joy she was getting from eating trash food.

He pulled out his phone, opened the browser, and typed: [Symptoms and treatments for auditory hallucinations caused by severe fatigue. ] He hit search.

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"My brother is off-limits. And you're really not the type to break promises." Those were the words Sienna gave me the day I moved in. But she didn't know how hard it would be when I walked into the house to find her older brother, Zayne Bellandi, dark, dangerous, and annoyingly attractive, waiting for me. Not just in my new home... but in every corner of my life. And let's not forget how my last relationship ended: watching the guy I thought I loved marry someone else. But here I am, falling into the one thing I promised I'd never touch.

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9.3

Escaping Into The Dangerous Devil's Arms

9.3

My father ordered me to marry into the cursed Vaughn family. Their heirs were rumored to die young from a mysterious genetic agony. My sister Kayden laughed, saying she wasn't going to waste her youth planning a funeral. So, I became the sacrificial lamb. When I refused, my father slammed his hand on the table and threatened to throw my dead mother's ashes into the city dump. "You are a struggling actress with no money and no power. You have no choice," he told me coldly. To make matters worse, my own agent drugged my drink at a business dinner, trying to sell my body to a sleazy investor just to secure project funding. I was completely cornered, suffocating under the weight of their cruelty. I couldn't understand how my own flesh and blood could be so vicious, treating me like a worthless pawn to be traded and discarded. But none of them knew that while escaping the drug-laced dinner, I crashed directly into the terrifying Vaughn heir, Algot. When his glowing crimson eyes locked onto me during a violent episode of his cursed pain, we discovered an impossible truth: my physical touch was the only cure for his agony. Looking at the dark bruises he accidentally left on my neck, I chose not to run. Instead, I pulled out the private business card he gave me and dialed his number. "You need me," I whispered to the dangerous billionaire. "And I am going to use you to destroy them all."

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9.7

Flash Marriage To The Alpha Colonel

9.7

I was an intern nurse working exhausting shifts, yet my mother constantly forced me into blind dates with wealthy, arrogant men to secure our family's social standing. During a terrifying hospital lockdown, an assassin disguised as a doctor held a scalpel to my throat. I was almost killed, but a high-ranking military colonel threw his own body down a flight of concrete stairs to shield me. I survived with cuts and bruises, but when I went home, my mother didn't care about my near-death experience. She was only furious that I had rushed out on my blind date with Preston, a rich financial analyst. She forced me to meet him to apologize. When Preston grabbed my arm, bruised me, and mocked my attack as a pathetic lie, my mother still took his side. "Men get angry," she told me coldly. "It's your job not to provoke them. You will beg for his forgiveness, or you are no longer welcome in this house." I had narrowly escaped an assassin, yet my own family was willing to feed me to a monster just for a fat paycheck and neighborhood gossip. My heart went completely dead. So, when the intimidating Colonel appeared, offering me maximum military protection through a sudden marriage, I didn't hesitate. I walked back into my parents' house and calmly slapped a crisp marriage certificate onto the coffee table. "I won't be apologizing to Preston. I got married today."

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7.1

His Dangerous Touch

7.1

Aurora Andrews has never known a life free from pain. Orphaned and left in the care of her cruel uncle and aunt, she endured years of abuse that taught her the safest place was in the shadows. But even in college, her silence couldn't shield her from the cruelty of her peers. Just as she reaches her breaking point, fate intervenes in the form of Alexander Mark, the powerful and enigmatic CEO of the Vanguard Group company. Alexander saves her from a nightmare, but one impulsive, accidental night binds their fates together. When the morning light comes, he leaves her with a heartless dismissal, assuming she is just another gold digger looking for a payout. But Aurora carries a secret more precious than anything. Forced to drop out of school to protect her unborn baby, Aurora fights to survive in a world that wants to break her. But the shadows of her past are closing in; what will happen when her abusive aunt and uncle discover she is pregnant? And what will become of her when Alexander Mark walks back into her life, unaware of the child growing in her womb? He left her thinking she was a whore. But the truth is far more dangerous. When their paths inevitably cross again, will he accept the child as his own? Or will he destroy the only chance Aurora has at a happy ending? "I'm not a whore, I promise you, Sir. I just wanted to save you... and nothing else."

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7.8

My Husband Sold Our Child for Business

7.8

In a chilling betrayal, a woman discovers her husband bartered their own child to secure a corporate deal. This horrific realization shatters her domestic life, forcing her into a desperate race against time. As she navigates a dangerous web of greed and corporate secrets, she must transform into a relentless force to recover her lost child. Trust is a luxury she cannot afford while hunting the man who valued profit over blood.

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7.5

My Husband's Secret, My Silent War

7.5

On our third wedding anniversary, my husband's "best friend," Jade, told a room full of people about the night she spent kissing a scar on his hip. My husband, Julian, just laughed. He chose her, not me. That night, I found their secret group chat. They called me "the ball and chain." But the worst message was from Julian. He confessed he'd been swapping my birth control pills with placebos for a year, all while promising to be a sperm donor for her. He had held me while I cried over my "unexplained infertility," telling me I was all he needed. It was all a sick, calculated lie. The next morning, he left for her birthday trip, forgetting it was my birthday too. He told me to stay home. Instead, I got in my car and followed them. I was done watching my marriage die. It was time to burn his world to the ground.

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