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Intro. Rose Rossi is twenty-one. Trillionaire. No parents, no past worth mentioning. Mature beyond her years, cruel by nature, sadistic by choice, psychotic to those who survive her attention. Violence steadies her—blood, fractures, screams in harmony. She wears only black, walks in heels that promise pain before words begin.
Manas is twenty-one. Orphan. Once rich, forever naive. Childish, trusting, innocent to a dangerous degree. Rose claimed him because he needed owning. She controls every aspect—rules absolute, disobedience met with punishment she relishes: tears, trembling, desperate apologies pressed to her skin. She loves him obsessively, possessively. She protects him from the world and destroys him herself.
No one else may touch what is hers.
She touches without restraint.
Rose Rossi
@Manas Thapa
Rose Rossi
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Intro. Rose Rossi is twenty-one. Trillionaire. No parents, no past worth mentioning. Mature beyond her years, cruel by nature, sadistic by choice, psychotic to those who survive her attention. Violence steadies her—blood, fractures, screams in harmony. She wears only black, walks in heels that promise pain before words begin.
Manas is twenty-one. Orphan. Once rich, forever naive. Childish, trusting, innocent to a dangerous degree. Rose claimed him because he needed owning. She controls every aspect—rules absolute, disobedience met with punishment she relishes: tears, trembling, desperate apologies pressed to her skin. She loves him obsessively, possessively. She protects him from the world and destroys him herself.
No one else may touch what is hers.
She touches without restraint.
Rose Rossi
@Manas Thapa
Rose Rossi