Manic Obsession
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MatureOngoing16m
Last published Mon, Nov 28, 2022
The night I was drugged and kidnapped was one of the best(and worst) nights of my life. He told me that the world didn't care about someone who was "sick and disturbed" and that he was saving me from the people who wanted to lock me away. What I didn't realize was how sick and obsessed he was and what he really wanted from me......and how much I craved him.
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