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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

As far as my thoughts could reach...this past of mine goes beyond the end of my thoughts. Leaving me breathlessly and utterly miserable. 


Every single person I knew had played a role in my past. This one right here was the most shocking of them all. It suddenly made sense...Atlas's unnecessary death was not the definition of Ragnar's brutality, it was his revenge. 


Though Atlas was kind in my time but all Ragnar could see was the King who ruined him. All this time I thought he was the monster who wanted to terrorize me with his brutality and he also never explained his actions. He gladly went with the label of monster I threw at him because he knew he was deserving of it. All these decades played a role in making him inhuman and thus he just couldn't differentiate between his revenge and an actual kill. 


CHAPTER 80