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Russian Red
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Ongoing, First published Sep 02, 2021
Yuri Plisetsky has a normal, boring life. As normal and boring you can be when you're the heir to a mafia empire. His days are filled with the same routine over and over: ballet, business meetings, clubbing, then sleep. Yuri's routine is thrown out of wack when his grandfather hires him a new driver, Otabek Altin. At first, he tries to get the man fired, like with all of his other drivers. Yuri is an adult after all and doesn't need a babysitter. However, he can't shake the feelings he is developing for Otabek. The young heir feels like the world around him is collapsing. As he's struggling with his emotions, he finds that his family is not who they say they are. Yuri tries to figure out a way to confront his grandfather about everything but can't find the right time. He attempts to confide in Otabek, having formed a mutual trust, but he doesn't believe him. 
Tragedy strikes and Yuri is suddenly in charge. Will Yuri be able to find a way out? Or will he be stuck in this mess until he's dead?
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