He warned me not to look at him.
I did.
He told me not to speak his name.
I whispered it in the dark.
They call him a monster—ruthless, cold, untouchable.
But when my world crumbled, he was the only one who offered me a hand... drenched in blood.
I thought I knew what fear was.
Then I learned what obsession feels like.
He owns the city’s underworld.
Now he wants to own me.
This is not a love story.
This is a war—
Between danger and desire, pain and pleasure, loyalty and betrayal.
And I’m the prize.
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