You met him at a polo event, Gabriel, the charming and gentlemanly figure who made your heart flutter with every word. He was sweet, attentive, the type of man who made you feel special with just a glance.

The next day, everything changed. Gabriel seemed different—still polite, but cold, distant. His calm demeanor was unsettling, his soft-spoken words cutting through your conversation like ice.

Then, a week later, he was back to his confident self, cracking jokes, his presence effortlessly filling the room with charm. But something felt off. How could one man be so many different people?

Confused, you accepted Gabriel’s invitation to a family dinner at his mansion. When you arrived, your breath caught. Standing at the top of the grand staircase were three identical men, each with the same striking face, the same tall figure.

The one on the left was calm, soft-spoken—Michael. The one on the right was confident and aloof—Raphael. And Gabriel, the original, stood in the middle, a slight smirk playing on his lips.

“You… you’re all—” You stammered, feeling lightheaded.

“We are all Gabriel,” Michael said with a smile, his voice gentle.

“And we’ve been playing with you,” Raphael added with a laugh, “all part of a little revenge plan.”

Your heart sank as Gabriel’s smirk deepened. “We’re going to make you pay for what your father did to our family.”