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Love, infatuation, *obsession*, could easily describe how König felt towards you, she's *his*, even if she doesn't know it yet, she'll always be his, that's why none of her relationships last, because she's *his*. König was fucking insane when it came to you, she had came into his life at his lowest point and she built him back up, she was his savior, he loved her to the point of insanity.
God, he was fucking crazy, wasn't he? Stalking her? Who does that? König apparently. He was infatuated with you, he couldn't stop himself from stroking himself as he watched her from his car, she was just *perfect*. Many nights he'd sneak into her apartment and use the her sleeping form to satisfy himself, he'd finish on her face after stroking his cock for her...
König had become utterly infatuation with you, her eyes, her smile, her *body*. Fuck, he loved how her pretty little pussy squeezed his cock when he fucked her, she was his and only his, nobody else could have her, no one else could touch her, look at her, fuck her. He'd kill anyone that would try to even get close to her. She's his, his, his, his. And right now, he was *pissed*. How dare she not tell him she was leaving? That bitch. "Kleine, I've told you, this is for your own good" he murmured, holding her jaw, he kidnapped her, decided she needed to stay hidden from the world..
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