Lost in the Ex Dons Dark

Lost in the Ex Dons Dark

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Lust, Love, and a whole lot of Blood ❥ Excerpt- ☾his warm fingers wrapped roughly around my delicate chin, forcefully lifting my head up "You get off to this shit little girl.," he growled getting closer to my face causeing my knees to grow weak I'll show you what it's like to get lost in my dark" he chuckled his minty breath mixed with red wine fanning over my face causeing a foreign feeling to rise inside of me. ❣︎ ☾ "What was that" I heard Veneno remark behind me obvious anger in his words "A kiss" I answered back harshly grabbing my dress and slipping it over my disgusting body covered in blood He chuckled coming up behind me and zipping my dress and quickly turning my body to face him " little girl, you have just entered my ring" he smirked licking his lips "And, I don't plan on letting you out." ❥ Innocent little Cattleya thought she would continue to live in her mental coffin after all the horror she has seen and survived she's been deemed indestructible, but one mission with a certain Don was way out of her league until her newest partner shows up. It always can't just be business.
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**𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐳** Panic surges through me, and before I know it, I'm turning on my heel, trying to run, to escape the impending punishment. I barely make it a few steps before I feel his hand clamp down on my hair, yanking me back with terrifying force. "Going somewhere, little girl?" "P-please let g- ahh! Please! H-Hurts me!" "Afraid, are we now, baby?" His voice is a snarl now, filled with fury. "L-leave m-me," tears sting my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall. I'm scared of him, scared of what he'll do to my friend, scared of what he'll do to me. His grip on my hair tightens and I wince, choking back a sob. "Oh, why? Don't you like my hands on you, baby?" He mocks hurt that instantly turns back into anger. "But you were fine when that fucker touched you, ain't that right?" Then he pulls a silver knife out of his suit, twirling it lazily between his ink-covered knuckles and my blood freezes at the sight of that psychotic grin. ***** People quaked with fear at the sound of his name and me along with them. He was Demetrios 'the God' Nikolayev and he was first in command of Russian mafia. He was a true psychopath who enjoyed hurting people, and I hated him for that. The worst thing - he owned me. "Try to accept the darkness, because from now on, it will be your only light." I tried so hard, but I couldn't understand it back then. How possibly can darkness be light? ***** This is not a vanilla romance but a dark, toxic, perverted, obsessive story. The book contains mature themes such as foul language, bdsm, sexual and abusive content, kinks, blood, manipulation, etc. Please keep that in mind.

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