DROWNING IN FIRE

DROWNING IN FIRE

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Oct 5, 2024
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SHE IS SINKING, HE IS DROWNING, AND TOGETHER, THEY BURN. Ekaterina Sokolov has always been her older brother's concealed gem. Hidden away from the public eye, her brother always made sure to protect her from the dark and perilous world they lived in. Ekaterina has always been blind to the harm and evil of the world she lived in, until on her 18th birthday, her brother suddenly disappeared. One gloomy night, as she was sleeping she could smell the familiarities of hell as she opened her eyes to see her parents being burned alive in a deathly fire that dominated their Russian mansion. She has nothing left, except for her older brother's best friend, the ruthless Italian Mafia Don who has been around ever since she was a baby and has now been given the task to take care of Ekaterina. Armando Barone. He is ruthless, dangerous, powerful and most of all, possessive. They hate each other, But Ekaterina has nowhere to go, And Armando has something from her. And as the stars always told her, the stronger the hate, the stronger the love.
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She was ordered to end his life, but his touch made her want to give him every piece of hers. He was a name on my father's kill list. Nothing more. Nothing personal. Until I saw him. Until I tasted the way danger lingers on a man's lips. I was raised in the shadows, a daughter of the mafia king, built from blood and lies. Love was never part of my story. But protecting him became my secret sin. I hid in the dark to save him, even when my hands were stained with everything he should fear. And when he finally touched me, it was like setting fire to every rule I'd ever known. We loved in whispers. We kissed like war. Every moment with him felt stolen, because it was. In our world, nothing beautiful survives. And when the truth comes for us, one of us will have to choose. Pull the trigger... or take the bullet. This isn't a love story. It's a funeral with a heartbeat.

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