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Discover a captivating love story that defies expectations. Experience the raw emotions of three people struggling to overcome their flaws and find happiness together. With its compelling portrayal of a bitter romance, this story is sure to leave a lasting impression.

"My soul is drowning, slowly deterring into oblivion. What are we? What am I? Your puppet!! I'd rather take my life now than become a possession you want because I own my life."

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Coretta Villan Loughty, who was referred to as the 'imperial tool' during her childhood, struggled with being indecisive and often felt like a puppet controlled by others. As she grew up in a toxic society, she always seemed to be at the bottom of her parent's priorities. Unfortunately, her husband also prioritized his mistresses over her.

But she had to endure the shame.

Not until his arrival. The Dark Knight.

A man younger than her.

In the face of adversity, Coretta is forced to take drastic measures. Her situation is dire, and she finds herself in turmoil. With her identity changed, she returns to her ex-husband's estate, unsure of what the future holds. Will she find happiness, or will she become a mere puppet at the hands of those who have wronged her? The answer remains to be seen, but one thing is clear: Coretta has the power to take control of her own destiny. With her determination and strength, she could seek revenge against those who have wronged her. The choice is hers to make, and she will stop at nothing to find the happiness and justice she deserves.

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I am excited to submit my entry for the Cupid's Quill Contest, and I am confident that it will captivate and engage readers. I hope you will take the time to enjoy the book and experience the love story that I have poured my heart and soul into.
NOTE: This is a slow-burn romance.

Tags: Angst, betrayal, Revenge, Taming, Dark romance.

THE COVER IS NOT MINE. CREDIT TO THE OWNER.

The Dark Knight's Obsession

Henrietta's heart fluttered as she trailed behind Mr. Becket, her gaze fixated on the broad expanse of his back. His silhouette, strong and alluring, seemed to beckon her closer. She imagined him as a delectable cheesecake, each step she took bringing her closer to savoring his essence.

She took in the sight of his military attire. The fabric clung to his form, emphasizing the breadth of his shoulders and the chiseled contours of his chest. He stood there, a living embodiment of nobility and strength—the very image Henrietta had conjured when she'd heard tales of this enigmatic soldier from her brother.

"Mr. Becket," she mused, her lips forming the name. It was an odd moniker, yet it suited him somehow. Perhaps it was the juxtaposition of the stern soldier with the whimsical name that intrigued her. Tyrion's warning echoed in her mind—grumpy, they'd said. But Henrietta couldn't help but find a certain allure in that gruffness.

CHAPTER18: FOUR-EYED WITCH (4)