The Only One Who Can Beat Me Is Me 소설 & 이야기

One step forward. The ground cracks beneath my feet. “They’re not my weakness.” Another step. “They’re my reason.” The figures react. Violently. All at once. Attacking again. But this time— I don’t hesitate. I don’t falter. I don’t look at their faces. I move. Fast. Precise. Unstoppable. One strike. One down. Doesn’t matter if they reform. Doesn’t matter if they come back. Because now— I’m not fighting them.

At the same time I was sobbing. “That's easy! Look. All you have to do is this, but you’re acting weak. I've been telling you this for a long time, you’ll never win against them if you’re always like this,” he yelled at me. “You will not beat them. I’m telling you, you can’t beat them. “But,” I said defiantly. “I didn’t lose. I won. I already beat them.”

I looked up into his face — this face that had no business existing, sharp jaw, dark eyes burning into mine — and I refused to be the first one to look away. "Correction." His voice was quiet enough that it lived only between us. "You are mine. Only mine. No one else gets to claim you. No one else gets to touch you. No one else gets to even look at you the way I do." He didn't blink. "Be a good girl, Rose. And I will burn the entire world down and hand you the ashes." The silence stretched tight between us. Then I lifted my chin. "Fine." His eyes narrowed slightly.

I turned to her with a half-smile. "Don't you know? Once an incubus goes into heat, he can only be with one person. So no matter what I do, he's bound to me. Or wait—Jamie, now that I've given birth, are you trying to marry me so we can raise the child together?" Tracy froze, completely speechless. Jamie, quick to recover, sneered, "I don't want a tramp like you. I just came to get my child back! I won't let my kid call another man his father."

me alone. Only mine… Snap

The modeling industry and the business industry. This time, I won't be defeated by someone I despise for a very long time. Someone called... Bryce Tryst. I will be the best version of myself. I'm manifesting it with every fiber of my whole being.

I don’t want to hurt anyone else. I am super stoked to have prince Aspen train me. I know learning their skills will definitely give me what I need to kick uncle Mark’s butt. I have already mastered my powers like mom so it would be no fun beating him that way. I need to beat him at what he is good at, hand to hand combat.

I said flatly. There was no way I'd play the sucker again.

I was really going to fight this man. “Ahhh!” he shouted as he entered, flexing his muscles and throwing punches in the air like every fighter does when their name is called. I stared at him speechlessly until Mr. Lee called me from behind. I bent down toward him and whispered, “I can’t win against this guy.” “But can you fight him?” he asked calmly. “I can’t. He’s going to be way too strong for me,” I admitted. “A good fighter isn’t someone who just beats weaker opponents,” he said. “It’s someone who can defeat the unbeatable.”

That’s all there is? No cracks? No vulnerabilities I can use? I lean back in my chair, staring at the screen. Then I scoff quietly…..a dry, humorless sound. “Unbelievable.” Someone like him, someone from that background, standing here and competing with me, matching me, beating me. My eyes narrow slightly. “No,” I whisper. That’s not how this goes. I don’t get replaced by someone like him. I don’t get overshadowed by someone like him. I don’t get beaten by someone like him.