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His Crimson Obsession

[mature//no rape] At the age of 14, Eiravyne had endured a life-altering burn inflicted by her father, a punishment she believed was a manifestation of her own inadequacies: her perceived lack of beauty, worth, and intellect. It wasn’t until a horrific massacre claimed her entire family that she had learned the true nature of her suffering. The burn had not merely been a mark of her father’s cruelty but a binding ritual linking her to Duke Ilkar Skivarion, the very man she had been taught to fear above all. As Eiravyne was thrust into an arranged marriage with the Duke, she found herself entangled in a treacherous web of political power and intrigue. Amidst the chaos, she uncovered a staggering truth: her abusive family had not been her true lineage. Instead, she was the heir to the Sangrevers—a feared and formidable bloodline notorious for its depraved, lustful, manipulative, and twisted behavior…Afamily that was eradicated by the king for their own treason . With this revelation, Eiravyne faced a new nightmare. Duke Ilkar, convinced that she inherited the worst traits of her scandalous mother, regarded her as nothing more than a means to serve his own ambitions, while Eiravyne's deepest desire was to belong to a family that truly loved and accepted her. ******* Updates: 02 chapter /day Genre: fanatasy, female lead, romance,magic, obssessive male lead, good support side side characters, a lot of intimacy, enemies to lovers, powerful couple, evil and good , bad boy .forced marriage Cover: is mine, it is commissioned, i don't alow anyone to use it . The art of this novel is also comissioned ------------------- Follow me on instagram: isaac_black2013 Discord server : https://discord.gg/VNH4pKgyT3 ko-fi page: https://ko-fi.com/isaacblack ------------------- Check out my other contracted works: For male lead: *First Stygian Diviner: Apocalypse *Villain's Supremacy For female lead: *I created the villain *The body we shared .

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171 Chs

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Ilkar's breath caught in his throat at the mention of his mother. He could hardly believe what he had just heard, and a wave of disbelief washed over him. 

Without thinking, he knelt beside Eiravyne, his eyes wide with shock.

 Resting his arms on her thighs, he leaned closer, searching her face for any hint of what she might have meant.

"Eira... what did you just say?" His voice was soft.

For the first time since he had brought her from her room, Eiravyne's eyes met his. 

Her gaze was sharp, cutting through the air like a blade. It was a look so intense that it made his heart skip a beat, a look that carried the weight of everything she had endured.

"Your m-mother..." she began, her voice low, trembling with the fury and pain she had been holding back. 

Ilkar's confusion deepened as he tried to make sense of her words. His brow furrowed, and his eyes searched hers for clarity.