My Russian Defender - WORK IN PROGRESS

My Russian Defender - WORK IN PROGRESS

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Daria I was set up by my own family. My stepfather is a powerful man. I had no chance against him. Within days, I was arrested, charged, tried, labeled a thief and imprisoned. Now he is my only hope in this almost hopeless situation. I saw him everyday but we never spoke. He is polite but cold and almost isolated in a way. I don't know how I know that. I just do. I hope the rumors of his connections to the Bratva are true, because it might be the only thing that saves him from my family. Tate Each day I needed her light to get my day of to the right start, which is why I walk past two other shops to get to the one where she worked. I know I can't have her but the draw is strong. Then months go by without a drop of her light. I thought she left for new opportunities. Dealing with the filth I do on a daily basis is getting to me. When I find out what really happened, I can feel the darkness pushing for control. I'll free my light and I'll make sure no one messes with her again.
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