Emotional Damage

Emotional Damage

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As I'm darting from the "police" holding my arm as I've been shot, I stop when I find a big red farm, I limp over when I see the shadow of a person. "Hey, do you mind helping me? Please I'm hurt. My voice husk. He turns around and looks straight at the blood dripping into the mud."Who are you? And how did this happen? Please don't hurt me." he says with a frighten tone. "I'm not gonna hurt you, I promise. Please just clean this up for me?" "Okay." He says still alarmed.
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Title: THE ENIGMA'S DEBT Blurb: He paid the Devil for a night of pleasure. Now the Devil has come to collect. Julian Romanov is the "Ice Prince" of Russia. Arrogant. Untouchable. And secretly dying. To the world, he is a ruthless Alpha heir. In reality, he is an abused Omega hiding his nature with illegal suppressants that are slowly poisoning his blood. One night of freedom in Italy led to the biggest mistake of his life. He slept with a stranger, left a stack of cash on the nightstand to insult him, and ran away before dawn. He thought he would never see the man again. He was wrong. The stranger was Luciano Rossi-the most feared Enigma in Europe. A man who doesn't forgive insults. And he has just arrived in Moscow to sign a deal with Julian's family. Luciano doesn't want ports. He doesn't want weapons. He pulls a crumpled, blood-stained bill out of his pocket and smiles. "You treated me like a whore, Julian. You thought you could pay for my time?" Luciano leans in, his Enigma scentm suffocating the room. "Keep your money. I'm going to take something else. I'm going to own you until you beg me to stop."

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