The Lunatics Devotion
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Rafail was a dangerous man, scarred enough to make people shake in their boots but for Ekaterina Petrov, he was her muse.
He was there to protect someone else but ended up looking after her like she was his real mission and his only purpose in life.
The visible age difference kept him leashed but he craved her more than he craved to kill.
Until he found out about her little secret and played her better than the books she read.
Ekaterina thought Rafail was the man of her life until she discovered his dark reality, however it was too late to back out, he already had her caged because the Lunatic, himself was unleashed now.
*STALKING*
*YANDERE ML*
*GHOST MASK*
*AGE GAP*
*MAFIA BODYGUARD*
*SLIGHT GORE*
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