Mr. Gangster
- Leituras 25
- Votos 4
- Capítulos 3
He was my nightmare. And yet, I kept waking up craving him.
Sixteen-year-old Cloe never planned to fall for the boy with blood on his hands. Cold, calculating, and feared by everyone in the city's underbelly, he doesn't speak much, but his silence screams danger. When their paths collide just from a single text, she learns he's not just a gangster. He's the chaos that destroyed her perfectly planned life.
He's unpredictable. Violent. And he wants her dead.
But obsession is a twisted thing. Because the more he tries to destroy her, the more she wants to understand him, crave him, save him...
Even if it kills her.
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