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Matriochka

NoeeTreblaLacreste

Membaca 16
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Bab 1
Durasi 17m

Membaca 16
Vote 1
Bab 1
Durasi 17m

NoeeTreblaLacreste

fuassaire mafia russie

Lorsque son grand-père malade ne parvient pas à achever une commande exigée par la mafia, Jo, sa petite-fille, prend son relai. Mais très vite, Ivan Sobakin, membre de la dangereuse organisation, se rend compte de sa ressemblance avec une femme dont il a besoin des services, et donc que ses talents de faussaire ne seront pas les seuls à être exploités. Bien qu'elle ait en horreur le monde du crime auquel appartient Ivan, Jo n'aura pas d'autres choix que de collaborer avec lui pour son plus amer plaisir.Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang

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Chapitre 1
Min, Jul 23, 2023

1 bab

Chapitre 1
Min, Jul 23, 2023

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"Of Wolf and Man" cover

Through Your Eyes✔️ cover

The dough and the dagger

He grew up in warmth-the scent of fresh bread, the rhythm of kneading dough, the simplicity of life in his father's bakery in France. His parents divorced when he was young, but he stayed, drawn to the quiet artistry of baking. He had no desire for power, only the satisfaction of creating something beautiful. She was raised in a world of crime. Her father, a feared and powerful man, taught her that weakness was fatal. She spent her life by his side, learning to lead with intelligence and ruthlessness. She was not just his daughter-she was his heir. Their marriage was a deal. Her father arranged it to secure an alliance, choosing him precisely because he was neutral, harmless. He wanted no part of their world, and she had no interest in his. They were opposites-fire and flour, control and creation. Yet, over time, she saw his devotion to his craft, his ability to create beauty in a world she had only ruled with force. He saw the weight of expectation she carried. She didn't need saving. He didn't want power. But in a world built on blood, she was the queen-and he became the only man unafraid of her crown.