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Ruthless Goddess

[WARNING: Matured content] The story of a ruthless woman who got her heart stolen by a womanizer. He wants to make her kneel for him. She does, but not before he lays his life down for her... Dahlia Quinn is a strong cold hearted woman hated but feared by many. People avoided her as much as they wanted her but she preferred to keep them away. She preferred to live in loneliness and darkness. To the world she was a heartless cold woman but only she knew the depth of the darkness of her background and story. She always thought no one was fit enough to share her burden and darkness. That was until she met that womanizer.... Eder Galann is a strong handsome man. A womanizer player and direct competitor of the Quinn empire. He loves living freely with no attach whatsoever. His carefree demeanor never allowed anyone to see the brokenness in his soul. While he always thought that the scar in his soul would never heal, the goddess appeared... Both of them are the greatest rival but funny thing is they never met until that bidding night where a coin decided to seal their futur. Eder becomes obsessed while Dahlia futily try to resist... So, in the middle of the chasing games, secrets about their dark backgrounds, they each would have preferred to stay in the dark, start surfacing until they are forced by death to live two worlds apart.... Can love transcend the barrier of realms ? *** "listen Mr Galann, I don't want you close to my sister. Stop seeing her, don't contact her. I don't want you hundred meters around her. That's all I had to say." she said and started to walk away. "else what?" Eder asked leisurely looking outside the window. Dahlia looked back at him. "keep your distance from my life, or will destroy you!" she said those words with great threat and warning etched in her voice. However, Eder only got more amused. He approached her slowly and stood close to her with a soft smile. "I am looking forward to it" he whispered softly with a small smirk that shook Dahlia's countenance. **** follow me on Instagram: aallegra.d

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Her majesty's obsession

"GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE KHAN!" Freya shouted at his face angrily. She couldn't stand to look at his face anymore. Not for the moment.

Khan had no other choice than to quietly leave her alone to cool her mind and went back to the council room. 

When he was out, Freya plopped down on a couch with a huff and held her head in her hands. Tugging at her hair, she tried to alleviate her frustration with the sharp pain in her hair and it didn't work hard enough. She was sure that her intuition was right. What hurt her the most was not the fact that no one believed her, it was Khan's refusal to support her that hurt her the most. How could he doubt her, after everything? Even though he did not believe that Vittoria was alive, at least he could try to show her support.