20 parts Ongoing Mature𝒁𝒊𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝑨𝒍𝒆𝒌𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒂 is no ordinary princess-she's the Bratva's most lethal secret. Trained to kill and born to rule, she balances royalty and ruthless duty in a world of blood and deception. But when Marcello Rossi, her new bodyguard, arrives with sharp eyes , Zinoviya finds herself dangerously exposed. He sees through her masks-and that makes him either her greatest threat or her only match.
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I retreat a step, but Marcello follows effortlessly, closing the distance with a single, deliberate stride. His dark eyes-too dark, too knowing-hold me captive, the intensity in them like a storm I can't outrun. The air between us crackles, thick with something unspoken, something dangerously tempting.
"You're playing a dangerous game, Princess," he murmurs, his voice rough velvet, each word a slow caress down my spine. His breath ghosts over my lips, warm and teasing, and my pulse stutters in response.
"I like danger," I whisper, the words trembling between us.
A slow, sinful smile curves his mouth, just enough to make my knees weak. "But this danger will ruin you," he warns, his voice dropping to a husky timbre that sends shivers through me. He leans in, his lips a breath away from mine-close enough that I can almost taste him.
Then, at the last second, he pulls back, his mouth brushing the shell of my ear as he whispers, "You don't know what you're getting into."
His nearness is maddening, his warmth seeping into my skin. My breath hitches, my body betraying me with its desperate need for more.
"Then show me," I whisper, the challenge trembling on my lips.
A low, dark chuckle rumbles in his chest, and his fingers skim my waist, burning through the fabric. "Careful, princess," he murmurs, his lips hovering over mine again. "Once I start... I won't stop."