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Dangerous Redemption [BL]

When he was born, his grandfather declared he would be a tyrant who would slaughter and pillage, a cold psychopath who would ascend the world throne. Cruelty and indifference are engraved into his bones and madness from years of licking blood on the edge of a knife. His fate hides countless sins. Drugs, guns, gangs, war, and blood. The heavens themselves would not stand such a scourge and his enemies condemned him to eternal damnation in death. In his last life, the heavens did strike him down– bankrupt, imprisoned, crippled, and finally dying pathetically, seething with manic hatred and resentment. Never knowing his true enemies even to the end. Until he opened his eyes again, and he was back to the very beginning. Selwynn fell into darkness. He opened his eyes, stared at the dark abyss, and suddenly laughed out loud.  Therefore, darkness is the original colour of the world, and destruction is his calling. Until a man, stained with the nobility of a Juliet Rose, took a step closer, held his neck, and felt the blood pumping beneath the warm skin. His fair and slender fingers were like vines growing from hell, wrapping around the man's neck, biting into his flesh. "You belong to me." ——— [Updates every other day] [Vote and comment to support the author's work] 《Every 100PS= 1 Extra Chapter》 《The cover is not mine. All credits to the owner. Please DM if wanted to be taken down》 Discord: TomatoesandCoffee#7004 (I don't bite) ^Want to support me more? Send me a kofi^ https://ko-fi.com/tomatoesandcoffee

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Chapter 105

The door to the bathroom was unlocked, and a burst of steam came out. Anson looked up from his position on the bed and firmly locked onto Selwynn's figure. 

The slender man stepped past the threshold, and the warmth from the shower restored some colour to his pale face. The wounds on his body were shallow, and he didn't bother to bandage them. He wore the complimentary black shirt and shorts found inside, revealing long white legs. 

The instep of his feet was elegantly curved, and thin green veins could be seen under the pale skin. Anson's eyes were almost attached to his legs, 

Selwynn rubbed the towel over his hair and naturally felt the burning gaze. Without turning his head, he flung the towel onto Anson's face to cover his eyes and sat on the opposite bed.

Anson chuckled and pulled the towel away but didn't return it immediately, but took the time to observe Selwynn.