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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. ♥︎ ♥︎ ♥︎ "What's the fun in that lyubimaya" he said tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "I'm not feeding you, you can't make me" i knew that whatever i was saying wasn't true because he definitely could make me. "Do you want to get on your knees and let me feed you instead? Is that what you want detka" a smirk was on his face. I scrunched my nose at his dirty comment, I tried to back away from him but he had a secure grip on my waist, not letting me escape. And by secure I meant his hands were digging into my back probably leaving bruises. He inched in closer to me. I could feel his minty breath on my skin. "D-Dimitri..." I heavily breathed out. Oh no! His face moved closer, my breathing rate increased. I was lost in the intensity of his stare, his dark eyes looked at me with a look of lust. My body heated up instantly when his hand rose up and he came even closer to my face. I backed away as far as i could, embracing myself for what was about to happen but to my surprise nothing came. Instead I felt a heavy weight on my shoulder. I opened my eyes only to find that he was leaning over me and grabbing the strawberry from the table behind me. A sigh of relief escaped my body. "You look a little bothered detka did something happen?" He jeered.
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