Fatal Obsession
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Last published Mon, Dec 8, 2025
I never should've touched him.
That's what I tell myself when I find him bleeding out in the alley behind a coffee shop, the man who haunts the city like a shadow, the man whose name is whispered like a curse. He isn't supposed to need saving.
He isn't supposed to look at me like I've ruined everything by stepping in.
But I did.
And now he won't let me go.
"𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫."
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