𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐇𝐈 Freedom. One word. Two sylabbles. The one thing I've been yearing for all my miserable life. When I was offered a one way ticket out of hell, I knew I was going to work my way through it at the cost of anything and everything. Except it wasn't going to be a piece of cake. My husband. My doom. All I had to do was kill him; the most ruthless man of the Russian bratva and the monster of all my nightmares. 𝐕𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐍 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐕 All I ever craved was power. When I was given the chance to show my bastard of a father that I was ready to settle down and commit myself to the bratva, I seized it. Except I was now tied to a red-headed vixen who tried to murder me with every opportunity handed to her on a silver platter. The fucking devil in disguise, but I was swore I was going to break her before she could bring me down to my knees. My wife. My damnation. She was stuck with me for the rest of her life whether she liked it or not. And I wasn't willing to let her go at any cost.All Rights Reserved
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