Ruthless Empire

She’s off limits. He has none.

There’s a girl.

Beautiful. Popular. Fake.

And my obsession.

My fall.

Probably my damnation.

Did that stop me? Do I care? No, and no.

There’s a line between right and wrong. Moral and immoral.

And then there’s her.

I cross every limit with blood-coated fingers.

She says she hates me.

I say I hate her too, as I trap her, own her.

Make her all mine.

This is a mature new adult and contains situations that some readers can find offensive.