Crimson Kings

Crimson Kings

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Romance
Enemies to Lovers
Mafia
Romance Oscuro
He put his hand around my throat. I put my heart in his hands. We're both bleeding. Damon Voss is the golden heir to an aerospace empire-cold, calculating, and trained to see everyone as a pawn in his father's game. Psychology is his weapon. Control is his religion. He's never met anyone who could match him. Until he walks into Krov. Nikolai Volkov is the heir to a mafia dynasty-volatile, dangerous, and drowning in his father's bloody legacy. He's killed men with his bare hands. He's built his reputation on violence. He's never met anyone who wasn't afraid of him. Until Damon Voss refuses to flinch.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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