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, a rude awakening. I rolled over, burying my face in the pillo

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the unsettling events of the previous night. My face flushed at the memory of his

is a dangerous man, and you shouldn't be feeling this way. Yet, there was an incredible pull in

urg was immense, outdoing my parents' home in Florence. I wandered through a several passges, searching for the kitchen

ut then the grumbling in my stomach grew louder, and

san. His intense gaze locked onto mine. The men in the r

, ya lichno otrezhu vam chlen i skormlyu vam vashi

ith me and interrupting meetings?" I glanced d

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buttoning his shirt. A small, almost preying smile played on his lips as he leaned close, his warm breath ghosting across my skin. Ins

ent, didn't I?" he whispered, his

"What are you hungry for, Leni?" The way he

as hungry for. "I'm sorry I interrupted your meeting, I was

my office and my life, Zheltofiol." He took my elbow and calmly guided me out o

" I asked, a flicker o

ple around me," Dusan

moon," I murmured, a hint of disa

t leaving," Dusan said, h

g to say?" I asked,

hat requires my presence and undivided att

cks. What? A surge of di

g back to Florence!" I declared,

nd of hair behind my ear, then his hand closed around my neck, not ha

d, and you are mine. Forget the life you think you had

urs. We might be married, but you don't own me. We both know this marriage is a sham so please

u think I'm leaving my life for you," I mur

ice was hard, his eyes filled with cold certainty, "And stop being a brat

sounding in the room, sent a jolt of shock through me. I'm not sure what stun

w of myself I didn't have my parents to fall to, I was ridden with social anxiety

d. "And you seem to have forgotten why we got married in the first place, if you want to go back to Florence that's not my probl

just my life but Elena's. Staying h

rows were furrowed as she looked around the corridor, he didn't

ere in Petersburg bu