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Mrs.CEO and Mr.Volkov

Mrs.CEO and Mr.Volkov

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"We are done. Then why are you not letting me go" I screamed in pure frustration. Zayden yanked my hair back and whispered against my lips "Because lyubov, you are mine" ***** Adria Cyrus CEO of Cyrus Security She started here company for first time with a little hacking and at the age of 17 with a computer of her school. It took her years to build the company and now at the age of 33. She is unstoppable and needs nothing in her life. But when she realizes that her past is after her and Mr.Volkov ,the head of Bratva offers her help and in return needs only one thing. A marriage for 5 years. Will she agree or let her past demons consume her again? ***
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"Please, let him go!" I begged, struggling to free myself but his tight grip around me refused to budge. A scream escaped me as he jerked me around to face him. "Why do you care about what happens to him?! Who is he to you?!" With each word, he was getting more and more enraged, his grip tightening even further. "No one! He's no one to me. I just want you to stop hurting him, please!" The painful groans and hitting noise in the background were scaring me further. I don't want this to happen to anyone, especially because of me. "Imani is mine! YOU STOLE HER!" Shut up, you idiot! Oh god, judging by the sadistic smile creeping onto Zaviyaar's face, That guy is going to die today. To stop it all, just as he looked up to order his guards, I held his face, dragged him down to face me and slammed my lips against his. Oh fuck... his lips are so soft. I wonder what moisturiser he uses. ------------------------------------------------- All rights to this story belong to me. No part should be copied or plagiarised. This is my work and any similarity to anyone's real life, real name or anything else is completely incidental.

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