The Stolen Wilting Rose

The Stolen Wilting Rose

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My name is Rose. I don't use my last name because that man is dead to me. He was no father to me. He was a torturer. In out of foster homes and on the streets I've only become more damaged. A wilting Rose. But the day I got kidnapped I knew I'd soon be a dead Rose.
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His voice was a low, velvety murmur, laced with a dangerous intensity as he leaned closer, his piercing gaze locking onto hers. "You don't understand, do you?" he began, his tone equal parts menace and longing. "You're not just a woman to me, Rose. You're the woman-the only one who's ever mattered. I want to own every part of you, body and soul. To love you so deeply, so fiercely, that there's no room left in this world for anyone else." He exhaled slowly, his lips curling into a dark smile. "You're my beauty, Rose. The light I'll protect with my darkness. And if it means becoming the beast to keep you, so be it. I'll claim you as mine in every way that matters, because losing you? That's not an option. Not now, not ever." Trigger Warning : Toxic , force , madness , manipulation , controlling Starting : Jan 19 , 2025 End : Mar 31 , 2025

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