Beneath The Silence (The Bratva Book Two)
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MatureKumpleto Sat, Jun 27, 20265h 36m
Tortured. Broken. Mute. That's all Lyana was when I tore her from the clutches of a brutal trafficking ring.
To her, I was a saviour-the only one she could cling to, the only one she trusted to keep her safe. And when she refused to return to the family who had abandoned her, fate left us with only one choice: marriage.
But the truth is, I was never a saviour. My hands are stained, my soul far from clean.
Yet if my wife insists on seeing me as her protector...then I will be. For her. And only her.
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