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Her Miracle
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Romance
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Slow Burn
I move my hands to his shirt. Buttons. My fingers freeze. "Omg..." "I've never seen him naked before..." My brain again "What are you planning" 1 🥇#emotionalblackmail 2 🥈#propsal ♥️♥️♥️
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In a world ruled by blood, power, and fear... she was the softest thing to ever exist. He was a man people whispered about in fear. A Russian mafia king, a ruthless businessman, a man whose name alone could make grown men tremble. Love? He didn't believe in it. Until one random afternoon in India, when a small accident changed everything. A crash. A crowd gathering. A furious best friend yelling at his driver. And then... her. Standing quietly behind the chaos. Soft eyes. Tiny pout. Cheeks slightly flushed in embarrassment. The most adorably beautiful creature he had ever seen. For the first time in his life... Nikolai Volkov felt something dangerous. Not anger. Not power. Obsession. Because the moment he saw her, he knew one terrifying truth. She was too soft for this world. And now that he had seen her... He would never let her go. Even if it meant dragging her into the dark empire he ruled with his three equally dangerous brothers. After all- Sunshine was never meant to wander into a storm. And Nikolai Volkov? He was the storm.

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