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King Of Blood: Her Sin, His salvation

King Of Blood: Her Sin, His salvation

Author: olivewrites
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Chapter 1

Word Count: 1216    |    Released on: 12/09/2026

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containing triggering elements like physical abuse, crime, r*pe, gruesom

eans, join the ride (*sneaks in a mischievous smirk) beca

ICA

like the devil's son in public, but becom

: FATAL

pte

sa

e preacher's kid was a bless

't require chains but k

a boyfriend without being married. My elder brother, Dairen, would seiz

nitch on me if a guy merely w

n year old pest was c

the door promised freedom. Today, after four years of being continuousl

ds tucked into both pockets of his pants. "My eyes are on you, Mango. Don't thi

cheeky smile, I turned to him.

o," he said condescendingly, stowing away a

hteous father' indulged him. The young man had slept with nearly all the young gi

se he was a man and God will forgive him, but for me,

arrying a strong aroma of curry and

st?" Her voice was shrill as she struggled t

cry last night in the attic. She d

my foot impatiently on the tiled

ank you

rs gradually building up in her e

s that slowly creeped in. "I don'

tucked some cash inside your box," she leaned closer and whispere

willed myself not to c

o appeared to be forl

n," she mutter

miss the money she mad

ords left my lips

of my stuff with Fa

began in an icy tone afte

rules made me a hermit, increasing my intense dislike for men. The kind that made

I do," I

e sure you never set foot in San Francisco again. Do you und

and turned away so he

~

oming unlike the harsh, spiky weather in

the new city, but I l

from the baggage reclaim area. Partially satisfied with the state of his

e said in a quiet tone implyi

moment of reprieve. There was no need for pleasantries though

ama wasn't assured that I'd gotten to San Fran

attention. My gaze floated to the driver who was pressed agai

stranger said

commanding enough to make any

the car door open wh

ies," A cold wa

r of the car. With his heavily blood stained arm and those rough fingers clutching t

rds to his ear. By the time he finished, the cabbie was

but the thick lump in my throat only

new dr

ior door handle, another silly attempt to

ried hard at me, his jaw set as t

knot tightening in my stomach. I

If you cooperate with me, you might just get out alive. If you don

too stunned to whip

y in my ears as he starte

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