the girl they tried to burried

The night Alice almost died was the same night she was reborn.

Rain lashed against the tall glass windows of the grand mansion, each drop striking like a warning no one inside cared to hear. The house stood proudly on the hill, glowing with golden lights, a symbol of wealth and perfection. To the outside world, it was a dream. To Alice, it had long become a cage.

She stood silently near the staircase, her delicate fingers clutching the edge of her silk dress. Her reflection shimmered faintly in the polished marble floor—beautiful, poised, and fragile. Anyone who saw her would think she had everything: wealth, status, elegance.

But no one saw the fear behind her soft brown eyes.

“Alice,” a sharp voice called from the living room.

She froze.

Her stepmother’s voice carried a sweetness so artificial it made Alice’s stomach tighten. Slowly, she turned and walked toward the source, each step feeling heavier than the last.

Inside the room, her stepmother sat gracefully on the couch, a glass of wine in hand, her lips curved into a smile that never reached her eyes. Beside her stood her stepsister, arms crossed, her gaze filled with poorly concealed hatred.

“You called me?” Alice asked softly.

“Come closer, dear,” her stepmother said, her tone dripping with false affection.

Alice obeyed. She always did.

For years, she had lived under their control, enduring their cruel words, their calculated neglect, and their growing resentment. After her father’s death, everything had changed. The warmth of her home had vanished, replaced by cold ambition and silent cruelty.

“You’ve grown into quite the problem,” her stepsister said bluntly, breaking the silence.

Alice blinked, confused. “I… I don’t understand.”

Her stepmother chuckled lightly, swirling her wine. “Oh, sweetheart, must you always pretend? Your existence alone threatens everything.”

“Everything?” Alice whispered.

“The inheritance,” her stepsister snapped. “The reputation. The attention. You think people don’t notice you?”

Alice’s heart pounded. “I never wanted—”

“That’s the problem,” her stepmother interrupted smoothly. “You don’t have to want it. You simply… exist.”

A heavy silence filled the room.

Then, something shifted.

Alice felt it before she understood it.

“Drink this,” her stepmother said, holding out a glass.

Alice hesitated. “What is it?”

“Just something to calm your nerves,” she replied, her smile tightening.

For a moment, Alice considered refusing. But years of obedience had trained her well. Slowly, she reached out and took the glass.

The moment the liquid touched her lips, something felt wrong.

Her throat burned.

Her vision blurred.

The glass slipped from her fingers, shattering against the marble floor.

“W-what… did you…” she gasped, stumbling backward.

Her stepsister watched with cold satisfaction. “Finally.”

Alice’s knees hit the ground. The world spun violently, darkness creeping in from the edges of her sight.

“You should have died quietly,” her stepmother said, her voice now devoid of all pretense. “This is simply… faster.”

Alice tried to speak, to scream, to fight—but her body betrayed her.

Everything faded.

Cold.

That was the first thing she felt.

Cold rain against her skin. Rough ground beneath her body.

Alice’s eyes fluttered open weakly. The world was blurry, distorted by water and darkness. She couldn’t move properly. Her limbs felt heavy, lifeless.

Where… am I?

The mansion was gone.

Instead, she lay on an empty roadside, surrounded by darkness and the relentless sound of rain. They had discarded her like she meant nothing.

Like she was already dead.

A faint sob escaped her lips, barely audible.

So this is how it ends…

Headlights suddenly cut through the darkness.

A car.

It slowed.

Stopped.

Footsteps approached—firm, unhurried, powerful.

Alice forced her eyes to focus.

A tall figure stood over her, his silhouette sharp against the dim light. He wore a black coat, rain sliding off the fabric as if even the storm dared not touch him. His presence alone was… overwhelming.

Dangerous.

He crouched slightly, studying her with piercing eyes.

“Interesting,” he murmured, his voice deep and calm.

Alice tried to speak, but only a weak breath escaped.

For a moment, he said nothing.

Then, unexpectedly, he removed his coat and draped it over her trembling body.

“Still alive,” he noted.

Alice’s vision flickered, but she managed to see his face clearly for a brief second.

Sharp features. Cold eyes. Unmatched presence.

He didn’t look like a savior.

He looked like someone far more terrifying.

“Take her,” he ordered.

More footsteps followed—others, unseen until now.

“Boss, she’s barely breathing,” a voice said.

“Then don’t let her die,” he replied simply.

Boss.

The word echoed faintly in Alice’s fading consciousness.

Who… is he?

As she slipped back into darkness, she felt herself being lifted, carried away from the place where she was meant to die.

Miles away, in the very mansion she once called home, a different scene unfolded.

“She’s gone,” the stepsister said, glancing out the window.

Her stepmother sighed, setting her empty glass aside. “Good. It’s finally over.”

“No one will suspect anything?”

“Of course not,” she replied calmly. “A tragic disappearance. Perhaps she ran away. Or worse… met with an accident.”

They shared a quiet smile.

“Alice is dead,” her stepsister said with satisfaction.

But they were wrong.

Very wrong.

Because somewhere in the city, inside a world far darker and more dangerous than they could imagine…

Alice was still alive.

And the man who had saved her was not just anyone.

He was a name whispered in fear across cities and countries alike.

A man who ruled from the shadows.

A man who showed no mercy.

And yet…

For the first time in his life—

Benjamin had stopped for someone.

The rain continued to fall, washing away the traces of what had happened that night.

But it could not wash away what was coming next.

Because Alice was no longer the helpless girl they tried to kill.

And when she returned…

She would not come back as a victim.

She would come back as revenge.

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