Ink & Grace

Ink & Grace

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Romance
Julian Delacroix is a fallen star-a once-celebrated ballerina whose light was dimmed by betrayal and abuse. Nikolai Volkov is a man of shadows-a former enforcer for the Russian mafia who now hides behind the art of ink and the anonymity of Paris. When fate throws them together in a fake relationship, they discover that the lines between pretend and real are dangerously blurred. Julian's playful flirtation and radiant spirit begin to thaw Nikolai's icy heart, while Nikolai's quiet strength and fierce protectiveness awaken something in Julian he thought he'd lost forever. But as Julian's psychotic ex closes in and Nikolai's past threatens to destroy them both, their fragile connection is pushed to the brink.
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Nikolas Bellucci Aleksandr Mikhailov is dangerous. I didn't just see it-I felt it. Every nerve in my body screamed to run the moment his sharp green eyes locked onto mine. His stare wasn't casual; it was predatory, deliberate. Like he wanted to consume every part of me and leave nothing behind. What had I done to deserve his attention? I'm a nobody. I prefer shadows over spotlights. I don't want to be anyone's Donna, their treasure, or their little prince or princess. But Aleksandr? He doesn't care what I want. Even when his hands skim over my skin, making it impossible to fight back, impossible to breathe. Even when my traitorous heart races whenever he calls me his printsessa. I'm a man. The last mafia prince of the Bellucci family. Arranged marriages, political games-it's all supposed to be beneath me. At least, that's what I keep telling myself. But Aleksandr Mikhailov doesn't ask. He takes. And some part of me, despite everything, might just want to be taken. Aleksandr Mikhailov Nikolas Bellucci is a work of art-beautiful, dangerous, and far too proud for his own good. I knew I wanted him the moment I saw him. My uncle Ivan always said, What a Mikhailov wants, he takes. Rules? Irrelevant. Boundaries? Meant to be shattered. Nikolas fights me, yes-but he'll break eventually. They always do. And when he does, I'll be there to catch him, to hold him, to ruin him until he's mine entirely. My printsessa.

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