AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL
HIS LISCIHKA
"I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin.
"I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliv...
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Nikolas Bellucci
Aleksandr Mikhailov is dangerous. I didn't just see it—I felt it. Every nerve in my body screamed to run the moment his sharp green eyes locked onto mine.
His stare wasn't casual; it was predatory, deliberate. Like he wanted to consume every part of me and leave nothing behind.
What had I done to deserve his attention? I'm a nobody. I prefer shadows over spotlights. I don't want to be anyone's Donna, their treasure, or their little prince or princess.
But Aleksandr? He doesn't care what I want.
Even when his hands skim over my skin, making it impossible to fight back, impossible to breathe. Even when my traitorous heart races whenever he calls me his printsessa.
I'm a man. The last mafia prince of the Bellucci family. Arranged marriages, political games—it's all supposed to be beneath me.
At least, that's what I keep telling myself.
But Aleksandr Mikhailov doesn't ask. He takes. And some part of me, despite everything, might just want to be taken.
Aleksandr Mikhailov
Nikolas Bellucci is a work of art—beautiful, dangerous, and far too proud for his own good.
I knew I wanted him the moment I saw him. My uncle Ivan always said, What a Mikhailov wants, he takes.
Rules? Irrelevant. Boundaries? Meant to be shattered.
Nikolas fights me, yes—but he'll break eventually. They always do. And when he does, I'll be there to catch him, to hold him, to ruin him until he's mine entirely.
My printsessa.
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