Owned by the Enemy
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Title: Owned by the Enemy
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She was supposed to be untouchable.
So he touched her just to prove he could.
Elara Quinn, daughter of a powerful man, has lived a life behind security gates and political deals. But nothing prepares her for Nikolai Volkov-Bratva heir, merciless mafia, and the man who kidnaps her in the dead of night.
He takes her as leverage.
He keeps her because she fights back.
Every glare she throws is a challenge. Every word from her mouth makes him want to shut her up-his way. But the closer he gets, the harder it becomes to decide what matters more: using her to break her father... or using her to break himself.
And Elara?
She's not the girl who begs.
She's the girl who bites when kissed too hard.
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"You're insane if you think this scares me," she hissed, tugging at the silk tie binding her wrists to his bedpost.
Nikolai's eyes darkened. "Oh, kotyonok. I don't want you scared. I want you breathless."
He ran a single finger down the center of her chest, over the lace he hadn't ripped-yet.
"Still acting brave," he whispered, dragging his mouth down her throat. "But I can feel you trembling."
She arched against him, lips parting when he bit down just hard enough to leave a mark.
"Hate me later," he murmured against her skin, slipping his hand between her thighs. "Right now, you're mine to ruin."
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