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Dark Rose
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Apr 7, 2019
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Romance
Dark as the night, beautiful as a rose Dark Rose is a powerful woman that controls the most dangerous and merciless mafia. No one knew her identity as she hid behind masks and scarfs. But one night a group of men captured her and almost killed her until a man saved her life. Nicholas Blade. Leader of the second most feared mafia. He saw her without a mask, but didn't recognize her as Dark Rose. He became very attracted to not only Roses appearance, but also her mind. Determined, he tries to get into her mind and heart. With demons from her past haunting her, nightmares keeping her from sleeping and lifeless bodies forever etched into her mind, is Dark Rose willing to take the risk and accept him into her life?
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A dark romance story. ......... The alley reeked of damp stone and shadows. Her breaths came in sharp, ragged gasps, her heart slamming against her ribs like a desperate drum. She ran, but every step was predicted, every move hunted. And then he was there. Before she could scream, his body slammed into hers, pressing her against the cold wall. The night wrapped around them, but she felt the heat radiating off him like fire. His eyes...dark, endless, merciless...pierced through her, stripping every layer of defiance bare. "Don't... ever... run from me again," he growled, low and vicious, a predator savoring the hunt. "You belong to me. you are mine. only fucking mine" "Who said?I am not yours. " she protested. he chuckled and whispered "Said the way you breathe when I am this close to you. said the way you stare at my lips and said the way you are not pushing me now when I am not even holding you tightly." "You are my obsession....and when a mafia is obsessed with something it's so dangerous my rose...."

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