A beautiful story of Natasha and David.
Where they become Enemies-to-Lovers... from hating each other to the core.. to loving each other and protecting from their past...
What do you think will they become one?
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Stellan emerged from the bathroom, the soft glow of the dacha lights catching on her elegant gown.
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The pale, buttercream yellow fabric hugged her figure perfectly, the ruched detailing along the bodice adding a graceful sophistication. Her hair, styled in soft waves, cascaded down her shoulders, framing her delicate collarbone.
She’d kept her makeup simple yet stunning—a hint of rosy blush, a touch of golden highlighter on her cheekbones, and a soft pink tint on her lips that added to her natural beauty.
As she stood by the mirror, she adjusted a strand of her hair, tucking it behind her ear while checking herself one last time. Her almond-shaped eyes gleamed with a subtle shimmer, reflecting her quiet confidence.
She let out a soft sigh, clutching her purse, and walked toward the dacha, her heels clicking softly against the wooden floor.
The cool evening breeze greeted her as she stepped outside, her mind wandering to one question: Where was Louis?
"That idiot is probably up to something." She muttered.
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ust as she was about to turn around, a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist from behind. She let out a startled gasp, her hands instinctively gripping the arms that held her. Before she could protest, a familiar chuckle rumbled near her ear.
“Looking for me, firefly?” Louis whispered, his voice low and teasing, his breath tickling the back of her neck.
“Louis!” she hissed, twisting slightly to look at him, though her blush betrayed her irritation. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Making sure no one steals the most beautiful woman tonight,” he said with a cheeky grin, resting his chin on her shoulder. “It’s dangerous to look this stunning, Stellan.”
Stellan rolled her eyes, though the corners of her lips twitched upward. “And what if someone steals me from you?” she shot back, sarcasm lacing her voice.
