Destroyed, broken, lifeless.
My old life was over, but fate gave me one more chance. I died to keep fighting. I found a new purpose in life and a person who became my family. I tried to heal, but the fragile world I’d built turned out to be an illusion—a beautiful mirage in the desert of pain.
I did everything to slip out of the Devil’s hands and start life over. But Ross decided that even my death couldn’t separate us. If he could, he’d comb Hell looking for me. He always followed me.
And he found me.
Only after tasting freedom did I fall into his trap again. One wrong step—and blood will spill once more. The King brothers are no longer my main threat.
As my mother said, more dangerous than the Devil can only be a person who has thought himself a God.
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