TomatoesandCoffee

When he was born, his grandfather declared he would be a tyrant who would slaughter and pillage, a cold psychopath who would ascend the world throne.

Cruelty and indifference are engraved into his bones and madness from years of licking blood on the edge of a knife. 

His fate hides countless sins.

Drugs, guns, gangs, war, and blood.

The heavens themselves would not stand such a scourge and his enemies condemned him to eternal damnation in death.

In his last life, the heavens did strike him down– bankrupt, imprisoned, crippled, and finally dying pathetically, seething with manic hatred and resentment. 

Never knowing his true enemies even to the end.

Until he opened his eyes again, and he was back to the very beginning.

Selwynn fell into darkness. He opened his eyes, stared at the dark abyss, and suddenly laughed out loud.

 Therefore, darkness is the original colour of the world, and destruction is his calling.


Until a man, stained with the nobility of a Juliet Rose, took a step closer, held his neck, and felt the blood pumping beneath the warm skin. 

His fair and slender fingers were like vines growing from hell, wrapping around the man's neck, biting into his flesh.

"You belong to me."
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Dangerous Redemption [BL]

Anson fixed his cuff and stood beside Selwynn, and asked calmly, "Who was she?"

Anson hummed and looked across the room at the woman looking this way with resentment.

Selwynn felt a vibration in his pocket. When he took out his phone and saw the message on the screen, his eyes flashed with satisfaction. He put his phone back into his pocket and said to Anson without turning his eyes, "Jones has agreed to the second option."

Anson hooked the corner of his lips into striking, "But you knew he would, didn't you?"

"As a smart person, you would never let go of any variable. Even if he disagreed, you would find ways to force him to do what you want."

Selwynn didn't refute, tacitly agreeing. He raised the glass and emptied the wine inside, then placed it gently on the table, "I let those rats linger for too long. It's time to clean them up."

Chapter 119