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"Tsk." 

"See, what your disobedience did." He rasped in a mocking tone. His head tilted to the left as he peered down at her with a malicious smirk that one would immediately know that he was the cause of the disaster around her. 

Sasha scooted back in horror and turned around, she stood up on her trembling legs, and just as she took a few steps to get away from the monster behind her, she ended up facing him.

He was pale, he had red eyes and he was everything but a gentleman.

Only if that one unfortunate day, she didn't help him, hell wouldn't have cocooned her in its embrace.

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Sasha Walton known as the kindest princess among the kingdoms was a twenty-two years old sunshine of her kingdom that once bloomed in glory. Every other person admired her because of her kind and friendly nature. With her kindness came her bravery...but with her kindness she ended up falling in the claws of a merciless beast who wasn't even a human to begin with.

Ragnar was a king no one had ever seen but was feared by the whole world. He lurked in the shadows of the night and feasted on his enemies. He was known as the cruelest king and on one fortunate night, he came across someone so opposite to his world yet the cause of his curse.

He was intrigued and obsessed with her, he always had been.

He yearned to possess her, claim her, and captivate her in every possible way he could because little Sasha belonged to him in every sinful way.

The King's Dark Obsession

The back of the castle, where the celebration was held in the garden. The garden was bustling with people and was decorated in one of the best ways. The same garden that looked dead, the same garden where her granny almost lost her life. 


Attention came to her faster than her bad luck when she stepped into the garden with Ragnar. She was used to attention but wasn't used to the attention she was getting from these immortals that gawked at her like she was another worldly which she was but they actually had respect in their eyes for her as well, not all of them but most of them. 


Ragnar introduced her to some of his higher-ups and Sasha just stiffly stood beside him, passing them a very forced and awkward smile that could curve on her lips. 


She was getting used to the people of this kingdom such as the maids and servants but the higher-ups, nah, she needed a whole decade to be comfortable around them. 


CHAPTER 58