The Smell of Pastry Brings Me To You
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  • Reads 31
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  • Parts 7
  • Time 1h 14m
Ongoing, First published Jan 14
A boy who frequents a small pastry shop finds a new girl working there part-time. They seem to at the same age. He slowly starts to take an interest in her but he sometimes finds himself to be lost in thoughts when it comes to talking to a girl.

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Trapped with your enemy in an underground bunker? Trapped in an underground bunker with her sworn enemy, she finds herself face-to-face with the man who let her father die-the man who holds ultimate power as Russia's Army General. She's spent her life plotting revenge, determined to bring his family to their knees and to watch him fall. But when a single mission goes fatally wrong, and he sacrifices himself for her. The move shatters everything she thought she knew, unsettling her hatred and forcing her to question who this man truly is. Now, armed with the final piece of evidence to end him, she faces an impossible choice. Choosing to believe this man had changed she decides to give him the benefit of doubt. Thus, shunning every other warning. Unknown to her, his motives run far deeper and darker and she's only but a pawn in his actual game. She's caught in a dangerous game. Because he's seen her hatred, knows her every move, and his obsession runs deeper and darker than she ever imagined. He wants her close, bound to him, even if it means bringing the world to ruin. Caught in his possessive grip, with nowhere left to run, she's forced to ask herself: will she risk everything to bring him down, or give in to the dangerous thrill of being his, even if it destroys her? Keep Reading To Find Out>>>> GENRE: Military-Thriller, DarkRomance. TROPE: Enemies To Lovers, Forbidden Desires.