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THE NAKED TRUTH

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⚠️ WARNING: This story contains mature themes, possessive/obsessive behavior, morally gray characters, toxic relationship dynamics, and psychological manipulation.
This is DARK ROMANCE. Read at your own risk. 🖤


💌 AUTHOR'S NOTE

Dear Readers,

Welcome to the twisted world of Marcus Vanguard.

If you're here, you probably like your romance served with a generous side of psychological chaos. Good. You're in the right place.

What to expect:

A male lead who operates on his own warped logic

Possessiveness that crosses every line

A heroine who absolutely did not sign up for this

Family dynamics that range from concerned to horrified

Obsession disguised as... well, nothing. It's just obsession.

Dark humor, because sometimes you have to laugh at the absurdity

No traditional courtship (we don't do that here)

What NOT to expect:

A healthy relationship (at least not at first)

A hero who asks permission

A slow, gentle romance

Characters who make good decisions

A few warnings:
This story contains mature themes including obsessive behavior, psychological manipulation, dubious consent, and toxic relationship patterns. Marcus Vanguard is not a green flag. He's not even a red flag. He's the entire crimson flag factory.

But remember-this is fiction. A safe space to explore the dark, the forbidden, the I-know-this-is-wrong-but-I-can't-look-away kind of romance that would be a disaster in real life.
It's catharsis. It's chaos. It's a beautiful mess.

If you're looking for wholesome? This isn't it.
If you want unhinged obsession, a dangerously devoted hero, and a heroine fighting for her autonomy against a man who never learned how to ask-

Welcome home.

This story lives rent-free in my mind, demanding to be written. Thank you for stepping into the madness with me.

Happy reading (and good luck),
🖤 Exeniah Ndhlovu

P.S. - Comments and votes feed my soul (and Marcus's ego). Let's descend together.All Rights Reserved

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