Lovely Obsession

Lovely Obsession

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It had started with a game of tag. Just one game led to an obsession, a corrupted mind, stalking, murder, and soon, kidnapping. Aloof and intelligent Blake Pedersen has been stalking Sophie Clark for nine years. He admires her, he loves her, and would do anything to keep her happy. Even if it meant murdering others. So what happens when he commits a crime that lets Sophie know of him and his crimes? To keep her safe and all to himself: kidnapping. He will do anything in his power to make sure no one takes her away.
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