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he speaks coolly as we stop in front of the bathroom door. I grit my teeth as my irritation spikes, "Do not underestimate me, Ravello. I may be a woman but I can stomach violence as much as any mob boss can." The bite in my voice doesn't go unnoticed and he chuckles. "Have you ever tortured anyone before, little girl? All you ever do is give orders." "Open the door, Ravello. Let's find out if this guy has a tracker before we get back to Sicily." He chuckles again as he twists the doorknob, "Oh so there's an us now?"

I left Aaron for the meantime on the part where the fountain pens are to go to the novel section. Since I saw Sophie Lark's Brutal Prince on TikTok's recommendation, people who have read this say that it has a strong female lead. I enjoy books of that genre, therefore I may be interested in reading it. I looked at the shelves. I also picked up a book and read the synopsis on the back when Aaron came to me here. "You like reading books?" he asked. I turned my eyes on him, "Uh, sometimes. If I'm interested in the plot," I answered.

he had said, his eyes fixed on the floor of her apartment. Serena had just returned from picking up takeout. The steam rose from the Thai food in her arms, its aroma filling the room. But inside, a chill settled over her. You don't think...?" That evening found her in a luxurious penthouse suite nestled within one of the city's exclusive shopping enclaves. A French stylist named Margot was measuring her, as if the mention of Damien's name was just another whisper on the wind. "In high society, appearances are everything," Margot remarked, raising a beaded black evening gown. "People need to see you and think, 'She's untouchable now.""

Currently, his trust was waning. “Jayden, you don’t understand, these men are—” “Dangerous. Try another word. I’ve heard that too many times already.” “Look, if they come back here—” “You meanwhenthey come back here because they will. It’s the Bratva.” He threw off the covers and sat upright with that stubborn frown on his mouth and angry eyes. “Maybe you don’t understand. Serena, we’re talking about the freaking Russian mafia. They’re not only dangerous but vicious and ruthless. Unlike us, they don’t function with hot chocolate and emotions.They’re out there in the cold, ready to freeze their asses off if it means getting the job done. So, if you’re thinking of begging them not to take me w

The cool midnight air greeted him with the fragrance of roses. He felt the relief instantly, his anxiety dissipating, blown away by the night breeze, leaving only the scent of roses clinging to him like a permanent lover. For a ruthless mafia like him, who’d taken countless lives in the seedy underbelly of Chicago, he couldn’t understand why he found roses to be so comforting. They were such fragile plants, their petals so delicate, like humans whom he could easily crush with his palms. Still, whatever it was, it always did the trick. The scent calmed him down and he relaxed.

Was I not doing a good job? Then he demanded, “Open up. Wide.” When I opened my mouth, he slipped his côck inside, going further than before. “Sûck me.” . A. Gupta Have you checked out my other books!!! All are completed. Dark Mafia Romance. Arrange Marriages. Enemies to Lovers. Blackmails. And Anti-heroes with OTT possessiveness and highly morally grey characters. BOOKS: BRIDE TO BE. CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance

But the again, I never knew the standards of the bastard. “Yes, and most of the conversation would be including ideas, which you want to be yours” I said raising an eyebrow. Lorenzo frowned at my change of attitude, but toning my mood down, I sat on the chair and glared at him “the hotels, especially the Romanov line, would not be associated with any of your businesses. I do not have them as mafia safe grounds, but they do run by their own rules and security” “But them being safe grounds would give you a better income”

He cages me in place, his scent consuming my senses. I was quickly realizing that the attraction I felt for Nikolai was a dangerous thing. Each time I was in his presence, it felt like someone had tied a live wire between us, and every time we touched, I could feel the sparks shoot up my spine. Come to your senses. I begged myself. Nikolai wasn’t an ordinary man. He was the head of the Russian mafia and my father’s possible martyr. Nothing about him should be attractive to me. He says something in Russian and I narrow my eyes, wondering why his gaze looked harsher as he spoke.

**Title: An Unexpected Day** Annizah Romanov paced the length of the sunlit living room, her mind a whirl of thoughts and worries. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, mingling with the scent of blooming roses from the garden. She had confided in Isabelle earlier about Fione’s health condition, something only Vincenzo’s immediate family knew. The trust she placed in Isabelle was immense, and it was not misplaced.

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