MY MOBSTER, MY STALKER
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𝐑𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐨
He was older than me, my father's sworn enemy- a name forbidden at the dinner table, never to be spoken. He was a cold-blooded man, a single father with no ounce of affection even for his own child.
Yet, the moment I caught his attention, he made sure that I could never escape his grasp.
Aleksandr Novikov is his name, the Pahkan of the Bratva. The man who has taken a vow to never let go of me, not even in the face of death.
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