City Escape
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, May 29, 2025
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Romance
The Doll Running away from her hometown and the trauma that will forever haunt her, she manages to find her way into london where she can finally be unknown. However, what she doesnt know is that someone has been watching her the moment she stepped of that train at kings cross station. The Shadow He lurks in the shadows, favours londons deep alley ways and has his way about the city. He knows his mission, and has stalked his target for way longer than she has known his existence. However, what he doesnt know is her experience and why she is now in london, and now he is more than interested. Can family get in the way of true feelings? Will she ever escape her past? What if two enemies turn to allies?
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She is all warmth - curls in a high puff, glossed lips, flour on her apron, and a voice that carries. Her bakery is her world, filled with golden light and old people who call her "sweetheart." But she's lonely. She hides it behind laughter, behind playlists and pastries and hustle. This is her dream, but it's hard doing it alone in a city that doesn't wait for anyone. He is part of something dark - mafia blood, high-ranking, feared. The kind of man who speaks in low tones, wears all-black even in summer, and carries his trauma like a shadow. He's never wanted softness. He doesn't even like sweets. But something about her got under his skin - her laugh, her voice, the way she's alive when he hasn't felt anything in years. Now he comes to her bakery. Every day. Same table. Same order. Watching. Waiting. At first, he just needed a place to hide. Then he needed to see her. And now? He needs her like a sin he can't confess.

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