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Kira had grown up in a small town as if it were her personal kingdom. The daughter of the police sergeant, she carried his badge like an invisible shield, untouchable, unchallenged, and entirely unchecked. She never waited in line, never got in trouble, and never heard the word “no” without steamrolling over it. Rules were for other people, and consequences never applied. From designer clothes in a town full of denim to throwing tantrums that cleared out classrooms, Kira’s life was a steady stream of indulgence and intimidation. Her father’s status bought silence, obedience, and fear. She spent money like it was air, walked with the swagger of someone who thought she’d always win, and treated people like furniture, there to support her or get out of the way. Even when the rumours started about her dad’s dirty dealings, she sneered through it, confident it would blow over like everything else. But the trial didn’t end with an apology and a payout. It ended with prison bars and the family fortune crumbling beneath legal fees.