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π“π‘πž πƒπžπ―π’π₯ π‡π’π¦π¬πžπ₯𝐟 by anonym_smutslxt
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Victoria Smith found out that her boyfriend cheated on her, and she felt heartbroken. To get her mind off things, she went to the club. There she met an intriguing man, who saved her life that night. Will he be able to heal her broken heart? Or will he make it even worse? TW: mention of rape, sexual assault, violence ❦ Please keep in mind that english is not my first language, so I am sorry for any grammar and spelling mistakes. Just point them out and I will correct them. ❦ Highest rankings: #1 husbandmaterial #1 mafialove #1 mafia #1 boss #2 romance #2 family #3 power #4 gentleman #9 savior #9 lover #11 devil #14 brokenheart ❦ STARTED: 26.07.2022 ENDED:
πƒπ‘πŽπ–ππ„πƒ ππ‹πŽπŽπƒ  by kehlanidark
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𝑫𝑹𝑢𝑾𝑡𝑬𝑫 𝑩𝑳𝑢𝑢𝑫, Book 1 in 𝐓𝐇𝐄 πƒπ‘πŽπ–ππ„πƒ π’π„π‘πˆπ„π’ a dark enemies-to-lovers gang/mafia romance by 𝐊. πƒπ€π‘πŠ. π„π‚π‡πŽπ„π’ πŽπ… πŽπ‹π˜πŒππ”π’ One of the most feared and deadly syndicates in all of Italy. Whispers of their names alone sent shivers down the spines of even the boldest criminals. But among them all, none cast a longer shadow than πŒπ„πƒπ”π’π€-the leader, the weapon, the son of the oldest Russo, and the most brutal soul in the underworld. He wasn't a monster carved from myth. He was worse-human. A man built like a god, carved by rage, and cursed with eyes like the original Gorgon. They didn't turn people to stone anymore... but they froze them just the same. An arms trafficker. A tactician. A tyrant. Medusa wasn't born from the Echoes of Olympus-he forged them with blood and fire. But he wasn't the only myth walking in flesh. She had spent a year running from her past, a year choosing every day not to end it all with a blade across her veins. She could have vanished. But instead, she reached out with bloodstained hands-back into the shadows where it all began. Her name was spoken in the underground like a curse. 𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄-the black-haired goddess. Unpredictable. Unyielding. A tormentor of tormentors. And a woman with nothing left to lose. Now, both rulers of the dark are forced into a fragile alliance-two myths wrapped in flesh, carrying fire and fury in their veins. And they just happen to share the same enemy. π–π€π‘ππˆππ†π’ - Strong langue - Sexual content - Violence