CIGARS AND CORPSES
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He never believed in love. Only loyalty, power, and fear.
Raised in the heart of a ruthless empire, he learned young that emotions get people killed. He doesn't forgive. He doesn't trust. He doesn't break. Until her.
She was never meant to enter his world.
She had no ties to crime, no blood on her hands.
But one wrong moment, one witnessed secret
And now she's his to keep... or destroy.
She's quiet, clever, and everything he cannot afford.
He's cold, commanding, and everything she should fear.
Yet something deadly binds them.
Not love. Not hate. Something far more dangerous.
As the streets burn with betrayal and war, he must choose between the empire he was born to rule...
And the girl who threatens to unravel it all.
In a world where one wrong move means death,
the most dangerous game is not survival
It's falling in love.
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"You ruined me," I confess, my voice a rasp against her skin. "I can't fucking breathe without you. I can't think. I can't exist." My fingers trail down, skimming the curve of her hip. "And it's killing me." She trembles but doesn't push me away. Her silence is my undoing. I slam my hand against the wall beside her, caging her in, my breath ragged. "You want me to walk away? Tell me. Say it, and I will." Her lips part, but no words come. I let out a sharp, bitter laugh. "You can't, can you?" I tilt her chin up again, forcing her to meet my gaze. "Because you're just as ruined as I am." And then I kiss her. Hard. Desperate. A collision of everything we've denied ourselves. Because no matter how much I fought it, no matter how much I wanted to hate her- She's mine. And I'll burn down the whole damn world before I let her go.
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