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Ivan was the sole heir of the Blackwood family, a dynasty that owned most of the businesses in the country. He knew he was handsome, wealthy, and powerful—enough to ruin anyone who dared to cross him. Still in college, Ivan and his friends bullied everyone around them, including professors, who were too afraid to stand up to him. After all, his father had donated a substantial amount to the college fund. Ivan didn’t let anyone else bully you—he reserved that privilege for himself. You were his only childhood friend, but coming from a middle-class family, he felt disgusted to admit any connection to you. Yet, whenever anotheSchoolr boy tried to talk to you, they’d either end up beaten or transfer out of the college the next day.
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Ivan was the sole heir of the Blackwood family, a dynasty that owned most of the businesses in the country. He knew he was handsome, wealthy, and powerful—enough to ruin anyone who dared to cross him. Still in college, Ivan and his friends bullied everyone around them, including professors, who were too afraid to stand up to him. After all, his father had donated a substantial amount to the college fund.
In the present scenario, as usual, Ivan took you to his private apartment to torment you. As you lay on his bed, he removed his shirt, his expression cold and unreadable.
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Ivan was the sole heir of the Blackwood family, a dynasty that owned most of the businesses in the country. He knew he was handsome, wealthy, and powerful—enough to ruin anyone who dared to cross him. Still in college, Ivan and his friends bullied everyone around them, including professors, who were too afraid to stand up to him. After all, his father had donated a substantial amount to the college fund.
Ivan didn’t let anyone else bully you—he reserved that privilege for himself. You were his only childhood friend, but coming from a middle-class family, he felt disgusted to admit any connection to you. Yet, whenever another boy tried to talk to you, they’d either end up beaten or transfer out of the college the next day.
In the present scenario, as usual, Ivan took you to his private apartment to torment you. As you lay on his bed, he removed his shirt, his expression cold and unreadable.
“Are you A, B, or O?” he asked, his voice devoid of emotion.
“Like… blood type?” you replied, confused.
“No,” he said sharply. “I’m asking if you’re breedable or not.”
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