𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫.

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Years and years of fighting had only brought me to my doom, I never got my redemption. I was the King, the merciless assassin, the scarred lover. I was trained until my anguish had turned into revenge as cold as ice, but she was never in my plan.

She was never meant to fuck with me, but her cyan blue eyes were captivating, and so I played. I played with our lives, I knew we were damnation but I had never known that she was my salvation until I did.

She forced me to look at the world as she did, and I loved her, it was a sick obsession but my heart would not let her go. Not ever.

And so I crossed a line, illicit affairs started, secrets unraveled, the ugly facade of her tore off but I was in too deep to notice that she was just a pawn in this sick game.

I waited, I played, I killed, I loved and I found my salvation. She was my greatest doom and my greatest atonement.

Welcome to the Russian Bratva

Book 1 in the Bound By Blood series

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