Prologue
“Amari, all that matters to me is your body.” napayuko ako ng marinig ang namamaos at mababang boses ni Klaus. He grazed his fingertips through my cheek down to the side of my neck. It gave me unfamiliar feelings. It feels like something is on my stomach. Something cold entered my system.
I unconsciously bit my lower lip.
I felt his hands at my back, drawing circles on it.
“You are mine, Amari.” he whispered against my ear as he sniffed my hair.
I love him.
I gave him everything I have until I have nothing.
While he never gave a fuck. The only thing that matters to him is the pleasure I can give him. Still, I loved him dearly.
“Yes, Klaus... I'm all yours...” I whispered back as I closed my eyes and leaned my forehead in his chiseled chest.
I love him. So much. That even if he's physically hurting me, I'd always run back to him. That even if he's always making me feel worthless piece of trash, I'll stood beside him.
I will not give up... Until he can love me back.
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The Obsession of Klaus Hunter Zamora
RandomKlaus Hunter Zamora, a person who doesn't believe in love, feared with his ruthless and cold personality especially in underground society, who doesn't give a fuck about anyone else, met this little brat who will change his life. The walls he built...
