Royal Elite: Obsess
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Crimson Moretti comes from an all-male household. Raised by a single father, Dante Moretti-a retired professional footballer turned sports commentator-and her two older brothers, Adrian and Luca, Crimson grew up in a world where emotions were a weakness and competition was a necessity.
Adrian, a hot-headed MMA fighter, taught her how to throw a punch before she could spell her own name. Luca, the smooth-talking businessman with underground ties, taught her how to play the long game-how to win without ever letting them see you sweat.
Their mother? Gone before Crimson could form a memory of her.
She never needed one. The Moretti men shaped her into who she was. Fast. Sharp. Untouchable.
At RES, no one truly knew her. Not her past. Not her present. And definitely not the secrets she kept locked up in a vault no one dared to touch.
Except Ronan Astor.
I was raised by wolves.
Men who taught me to fight, to play, and to never bow to anyone.
Royal Elite School was just another playground where the weak fell, and the strong rose. I had no time for its games-until I met him.
Ronan Astor.
The school's golden boy.
The prince with a perpetual smirk and a dangerous charm.
He was everything I wasn't.
Loud where I was quiet. Reckless where I was controlled.
And worst of all-he saw me.
Not the version of me that everyone else did.
Not the cold, detached girl with too many secrets.
No.
He saw the real me.
And Ronan Astor doesn't just watch-he plays.
Now, I have a choice.
Let him in, or keep him out.
But I should've known...
When you invite a prince into your darkness, he doesn't leave.
He rules.
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