'His Obsession:Hate To Love'21+||JJK||(Yandere CEO)
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  • Reads 248,316
  • Votes 6,156
  • Parts 92
  • Time 18h 24m
Complete, First published Dec 02, 2023
Its, not my story, Its from Yt author - ᴋᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ뷔 ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ 

but the author didn't finish it & its been a year now so i thought to finish this book with my ending.


(Edit: I got the Author 's permission.)


This story of a girl who was sold by her step dad .She was unaware that a hidden mafia is obsessed with her .At first she hates her but slowly she falls for him after knowing his real self .She changed him , his thoughts  about love , she cured him  with her love .


Both fall for each other like crazy . Both breathing for each other.  

ITS FULLY FICTIONAL STORY , NOTHING IS REAL!!!

THIS STORY IST MINE!!!!  

!!MATURE STORY !!

If u cant handle leave it!!!

CREDIT GOES TO THE REAL AUTHOR - -ᴋᴏᴏᴋɪᴇ뷔 ꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ

Don't Copy !!!
All Rights Reserved
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