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Redemption of the Crimson Blossom (#1 Obsessed Series)

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Reads 125
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Parts 7
Time 1h 22m

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He was a predator in human skin, a creature of darkness who moved through the world with a chilling grace.  Love and compassion were foreign concepts to him, abstract ideas that held no meaning in his cold, calculating heart.  He was a weapon, honed to a razor's edge, and his only purpose was to kill.  But then, one day, he saw her.
 
Klea Zai Villavicencio.  An innocent girl, radiant with life, her laughter like a melody that pierced the silence of his soul.  He watched her from afar, his gaze a laser beam that pierced through her, stripping away her layers of innocence, revealing the raw beauty beneath.  And something inside him, something dark and twisted, stirred to life.
 
He had never known desire, never felt the need to possess anything.  But Klea was different.  She was a flame that ignited a fire within him, a fire that consumed him with a ferocity he had never known.  He wanted her, not just for her beauty, but for the power she held over him, the way she made him feel alive.
 
He was a master of his craft, a sniper with an unerring aim.  He could take a life from a mile away, leaving no trace of his presence.  He was a ghost, a phantom who moved through the shadows, unseen and unheard.  And now, he was obsessed with Klea.
 
He watched her every move, tracking her every step.  He knew her schedule, her routines, her favorite haunts.  He could predict her actions, her thoughts, her desires.  He was a puppet master, and she was his puppet.
 
He would do anything to claim her, to make her his.  He would break her, mold her, make her his own.  He would use his power, his skills, his ruthlessness to make her his.  He would erase her past, her friends, her family, everything that stood between them.  He would make her his, even if it meant destroying her.
 
He was a monster, a force of nature, a storm that would sweep her away, leaving nothing but destruction in its wake.  And Klea, oblivious to the danger that lurked in the shadows, was his prey.All Rights Reserved

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Til' Death Obeys by ItsAnvyysh

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𝐊𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 | ✔ by EroticeNoire

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Orni - An innocent angel by Artemisia738

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His Ruthless Temptation by Plumavenetta

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