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I Swear I’m Not the Boss

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Leon Vale is broke, bored, and barely surviving on microwaved noodles and sarcasm. So when a mysterious woman offers him $1,000 to pretend to be a powerful underworld fixer for five minutes, he figures,why not? One bluff. One line. One drink at a bar. Easy money, right? But the moment Leon walks away from that staged encounter, the world starts changing around him. Rumors spread. Factions shift. Power players panic. And one by one, dangerous, and strangely beautiful, women begin appearing in his life. Each of them thinks Leon is someone else: a hidden boss, a brilliant strategist, a cold-blooded kingmaker moving pieces behind the scenes. Leon doesn’t understand a thing. But he’s not about to correct anyone. Now, he’s being dragged deeper into a world of secrets, seduction, and silent wars he never meant to be part of. The more he tries to stay uninvolved, the more powerful they believe he must be. He’s not a mastermind. He’s just misunderstood. And if he can survive long enough… he might just become the legend everyone already thinks he is.
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