Ch- 37

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He can't afford to lose her. She has become his new addiction, his only obsession- one he knows will last forever.

She's what he hunts:

A perfect prey.
A perfect heaven.
A perfect angel to ruin.

Her soft laughs and gentle smiles on those beautiful lips do something to him. He hasn't yet found the word to describe it, but it's a stronger emotion- Darker than any other feeling he's ever known.

He used to crave blood, but now he craves her. Every inch of her body, every moan that slips from her lips, every drop of her sweetness-he wants it all.

She's heaven and hell wrapped in one, and he'll ruin them both to have her.

He'd tear the world apart, leave it in ruins, just to make her his. She's his peace wrapped in chaos, his light wrapped in shadows, and he'll drag her into the darkness where she belongs- WITH HIM.

He's a monster, and she's the only thing that keeps him breathing. The thought of her with someone else makes his blood boil, his hands itch to destroy anyone who dares look at her the wrong way.

She's his perfect prey, and he's the predator who'll never let her go.

The world could burn, people could scream, and he wouldn't care. No one has touched him since the moment he laid his eyes on her.

They wouldn't dare-he wouldn't let them.

No one else exists anymore-only her.
She's the center of his world, the one thing that matters.

His hands, his lips, his soul-they're all hers. No one else can have them. No one else is allowed to touch him, to come close to what belongs to her.

He's not just a man when it comes to her-

.He's a Monster
.He's a beast
.And he'll ruin the world if it means keeping her by his side.

He smirked, his fingers brushing over the portrait like it was her skin. He's planning something, something dark and cruel.

It's not just a plan; it's destruction waiting to happen. Someone's whole world is about to fall apart, and he'll be the one to destroy it.

She'll trust him again-she always does. And when she does, he'll break her all over again.

But letting her go? That wasn't even a question. Was it???

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