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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

She watched her brother from behind as he walked towards his respective tent. The sorrow inside her was spilling through her gaze. Faith was playing with her yet again but this time she was better off dead than getting to hear the news of her brother's disaster once again. 


The group she was standing with gawked at her from head to toe and their abrupt silence brought her back to reality as she immediately turned her head to look at them. 


Sasha gulped and mentally cursed herself when she realized she got in the group of Kastron's warriors in a hurry to conceal herself from her brother. 


"And what do you want, lady?" One of them asked dryly. They didn't even politely greet her back. If they knew who she was their attitudes would be on the floor and their knees would be on the ground. 


Sasha felt like she was surrounded by huge walls and suddenly began to feel suffocated. 


They peered down at her as if she was nothing. 


CHAPTER 70