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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 28

In a remote part of London, 

A modified van was approaching from a row of desolate warehouses from a distance and stopped at the door with the sound of tires screeching on gravel. Two tall men opened the door and jumped out of the car.

They quickly lifted a person from the trunk on a dark red stretcher and pulled him out.

The man was obese and he was still wearing a large gold chain at this time, however, his entire body was soaked in blood this time, his body seemed to have been torn apart from being whipped, and his skin was covered with criss-cross wounds.

There were a few deep wounds where even his bones could be seen shining through. His fingers were bloody with no nails, and the man's arm hanging on the side of the stretcher was dripping blood all the way.

His breathing was already extremely weak, and the heaving of his chest seemed about to stop at any moment.