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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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#R18
#DARK
#BETRAYAL
#CEO
#BL
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#REBIRTH
#FACESLAPPING
#MAFIA

Chapter 126

The effects of the eel blood were very potent, and Anson was already a healthy mature man, and the tonic only added a boost.

Now Selwynn was sitting directly on a very sensitive area, and it was like adding firewood to a growing flame almost immediately. Anson had to take a sharp breath and grab Selwynn's waist to prevent him from moving.

Selwynn ruthlessly told Anson, "No one can take away the things I want."

Anson stared at Selwynn with dark eyes, but the drunk man took it as anger and provocation. He leaned forward with the empty glass and showed it to his face, "Even if you want to get angry, it won't change anything."

His warm breath sprayed onto Anson's face as he spoke, and the continuous movement and friction ignited the flames in his body. With his hands grabbing both sides of Selwynn's waist, Anson's breathing started to become heavy and irregular; he closed his eyes and spoke through gritted teeth, "Selwynn, it's best you don't move anymore."