Rainstorm: The Assassin Reborn as the Unwanted Daughter
[discontinued] Morana Yin was a once legend. A ruthless assassin, a figure shrouded in myth and legend until she was betrayed by the person she trusted the most, leading to her gruesome death. But fate has other plans, granting her a second chance in the body of Vesna Xiao, the illegitimate daughter of the Xiao familia. Trapped in a life that bears no resemblance to her own, she must confront the ghosts that haunt her past and the demons that lurk in her present. In a world of gilded cages and veiled threats, where every smile hides a dagger, every friend a hidden foe, her new face becomes her mask, the youthful innocence becomes her shield hiding the soul of a hardened killer hungering for vengeance. --------- Ziyan Luo was a rising star, a brilliant businessman, and an heir to the capital's most influential family until one accident that left him blind during the day and haunted by nightmares at night, leading him to retreat from the world. But when fate throws Ziyan into Vesna's path, spark ignites in the shadows. Vesna becomes the first flicker of desire in Ziyan's isolated world. He wants her and makes no secret of it. Avoiding him isn't an option he offers and he's determined to prove to her she's worth every ounce of effort he's going to put into winning her heart
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Once Vesna, Amaya, and Chris had just finished their discussion about the Huang security breach and had even celebrated their victory with a bottle of champagne., they were back to work again. Chris had a board meeting to attend, where he would present the supposed "losses" the company might face due to the leak of their Nano drone project. Only the three of them knew that this was all part of a larger ruse, and Chris had to play his part convincingly. Amaya had joined Chris leaving Vesna alone.
The moment Vesna was left alone, the smile on her face disappeared and was replaced with a blank expression. She stared at the door the two had walked away with a cold gaze. Her gaze then flickered to the crystal paperweight. The light filtering through the office windows caught its facets, casting small rainbows across the polished wood surface.