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