All is finally calm, or so it seems. Leonidas Federov has more or less established himself as a veritable leader of the bratva. But challenges come again, as they often do.
In his world, friends are temporary. When alliances shift, he has to navigat...
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'My dear girl, they needed a marriage so you blindly said yes, not knowing that they'd make you marry a Monster.'
'He's not a Monster,' she said, irritation in her tone. 'I love him. If anything, he's my Monster.'
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His arm was an iron grip around her waist so she had to tilt her head up to peer at him.
'You aren't afraid of me, are you?' he said so softly as he reached a gentle hand to her face.
For a moment, she thought he was afraid of what she would say. Then his familiar smirk returned; the side of his mouth tilted up, his eyes glinting as if holding a secret. Was she afraid of him? Once, maybe, a long time ago. No, she thought, she was not afraid of him. But she was afraid for him.
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'What am I afraid of?' He would have laughed, for the side of his mouth was turned up in scorn but he sobered quickly and looked down again. 'There is one thing I'm afraid of. But I won't say it. In case it comes true.'
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