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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 123

Anson spun around in the chair to face Selwynn, who was concentrating on the screen in front of him. Anson stood up and came to his side after seeing the slightly tangled expression on his face.

When he stood over the computer and looked down, Anson raised his eyebrows slightly once he saw what Selwynn was researching, "Best greeting gifts for the elderly?"

Selwynn hummed. His next destination was the home of governor Bellfield. Even if he was there to invest, the war veteran and political leader still garnered enough respect, and it wouldn't be polite just to show up empty-handed.

However, Selwynn's interaction with the elderly stopped at his grandfather, and he didn't know much about what those in old age liked.

Anson sat on the edge of his desk and reached out a abandoned to cover Selwynns hand on the TouchPad, then clicked out of the website.