Two Mafias Tied
- Lectures 22
- Votes 5
- Chapitres 2
Contenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture6 m
Dernière publication ven., août 28, 2026
Kiara and Ivan are from two separate mafias. The Russian mafia, and the Italian mafia. Only one day, Kiara's father, Nikolai Mikhailovich Petrov, well it's safe to say his stocks aren't doing the best they could.
When money goes down, theres only one way to keep their mafia afloat...
Marriage.
Between one mafia to another, it goes from a contract to something very, very much more.
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