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Falling Into His Chaos

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He was a storm wrapped in flesh—ruthless, untamed, and feared in the underworld. Adrian DeLuca ruled with fire in his veins and blood on his hands, allowing no one close enough to see the man beneath the monster. Until the night a child—small, fragile, and unmistakably his—was left at his doorstep. No name. No mother. No explanation. Just an undeniable truth: he was a father. The streets had never taught him softness, only survival. He could command armies, strike fear into kings, but he had no idea how to hold something so breakable without shattering it. He needed someone who could—someone who could nurture where he could only destroy. Then he met her. Stubborn, infuriatingly fearless, and everything he wasn’t. She had no place in his world, yet fit into it like she had been carved from his ribs. She should have run. He should have let her. Instead, he was drawn to the way she loved a child that wasn’t hers, the way she stood unafraid before the monster men feared. And somewhere between war and whispered promises, stolen glances and forbidden touches, the beast fell for the beauty. But love is the cruelest weakness, and Adrian knows the past never stays buried. If he lets her in, he risks losing her to the same darkness that built him. And some monsters weren’t made for redemption.
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In Qiu Che’s previous life, she disguised herself as a man to take the imperial examination for her brother. For the so-called great plan of her father and brother, she married the most favored princess of the dynasty, Li Qingwu, at all costs. But after ten years of marriage, she never touched her finger. On the day she became the powerful prime minister, she died at the hands of her biological father. Her brother stepped on her corpse and became famous. And she died quietly in the prime minister’s mansion in the cold spring night. It was her wife who she had never seen once, who collected her corpse for her, set fire to the prime minister’s mansion, and finally committed suicide with a sword in front of her grave. When she opened her eyes again, she returned to the eighteenth year of Zhenfeng. It was the year when she had just passed the imperial examination and was in high spirits. She rode a horse through the streets, and suddenly raised her eyes and saw a man standing by the pavilion with a crowd on his left and right, looking at her quietly from top to bottom. Vermilion mole, red lips, beautiful beyond compare. In her eyes are endless sparks. It was not until this life that Qiu Che finally knew that the bad fate in her previous life, which she thought was obtained by despicable calculation, was actually the fate that Li Qingwu had sought after three bows and nine kowtows in the Golden Palace. She is Li Qingwu, a model of a lady from a noble family, and she is a rebellious person only once in her life. It is also the one that the other party has been seeking for countless days and nights. -------------------------------------------------------- You can also join my patreon for more chapters, just search: Crimson_Lore Patreon
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