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The Darkness Within
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Ongoing, First published Dec 30, 2021
Mature
24-year-old forensic psychologist, Kira Roland, has a dark secret that even she isn't aware of.
Feared and revered Bratva boss, Sergei Novikov, discovers it, and craves her for it.
Two immensely intelligent and dangerous individuals, on opposite sides of the law, locked in a match of wills. 
When a checkmate turns into a stalemate, who will prevail? Who will surrender themselves to the other?
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