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Zoha was a confident girl, she kept her ground when needed. She had a heart full of love.....a heart that would crave love. Dimitri was powerful. He was cold and heartless. He liked getting his way. He was funny sure..... but most of the time he didn't dare to joke. Zoha was thrown into the deep dark mafia world when she was forced to Marry Dimitri Petrov the mafia boss of the worlds most deadly Mafia. She hated him yet she loved him. He wanted to ruin her yet he wanted to save her. ♥︎ ♥︎ ♥︎ "Why are you standing so far way from me? I'm not a stranger detka" he smirked. I rolled my eyes at him..... "I wish you were" I mumbled under my breath. I took a few steps closer and looked at him. He was sat on the luxury sofa with his legs spread wide. He gently took my hands in his and pulled me even closer to him so that I was standing in between his legs. The smell of his cologne reached my nostrils.....he smelt so good....oh no! Stop it! "Did you miss me?" He looked up at me with a smug smirk. I could barely answer, his eyes were holding me in a deep trance. Before I could actually answer he pulled me onto his lap causing me to gasp "what are you doing? You idiot" I hissed at him. He moved me so that my legs were on either side of him. "Calm down Zoha" I was tired ans completely frustrated by his presence. Why did he come here....why? I missed his captivating eyes, his perfect hair, the smell of his minty breath, the touch of his skin on mine....... "Just let go of me....please...I want to sleep" I had no energy to argue. I was beyond sleepy. He looked into my eyes "fine...I'll take you to bed then" he spoke. "I'll happily walk myself....I have legs" I spoke with venom. He's so confusing.....he wants to take me to bed so that he can leave me again. "I'll happily carry you" he spoke in a final tone.
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