The Art of Perfection

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Parts 21
Time 1h 50m

Reads 174,130
Votes 3,925
Parts 21
Time 1h 50m

Nikolai Ivanov has seen more in his life than any man should. Years of death, pain, and betrayal have turned him into a cold person without a care for anyone or anything. 
    
    Anastasia Dubois has dedicated her life to ballet. Her form is perfection, her looks are perfection, and her fake smile is perfection. But when she meets tall, brooding Nikolai Ivanov, her perfect facade cracks right in half. 
    
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    "I know I shouldn't give in," he whispers. His hands slowly slide down my thighs, and I wait impatiently for what's to come. My legs instinctively wrap around his torso. 
    
    "But I so badly want you," he murmurs against the slope of my neck. He lightly pushes my hips against his own, eliciting a groan from him and an embarrassing gasp from me. What is happening? What's he doing to me? What am I allowing him to do to me? "Tell me White Swan, do you want me as bad as I want you?"
    
    
    
    Highest Rankings: 
    #1 in Perfection
    #1 in French
    #1 in Gore
    #4 in Dark RomanceAll Rights Reserved

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Nikolai Ivanov has seen more in his life than any man should. Years of death, pain, and betrayal have turned him into a cold person without a care for anyone or anything. 
    
    Anastasia Dubois has dedicated her life to ballet. Her form is perfection, her looks are perfection, and her fake smile is perfection. But when she meets tall, brooding Nikolai Ivanov, her perfect facade cracks right in half. 
    
                                                                             ~~~~~~
    
    "I know I shouldn't give in," he whispers. His hands slowly slide down my thighs, and I wait impatiently for what's to come. My legs instinctively wrap around his torso. 
    
    "But I so badly want you," he murmurs against the slope of my neck. He lightly pushes my hips against his own, eliciting a groan from him and an embarrassing gasp from me. What is happening? What's he doing to me? What am I allowing him to do to me? "Tell me White Swan, do you want me as bad as I want you?"
    
    
    
    Highest Rankings: 
    #1 in Perfection
    #1 in French
    #1 in Gore
    #4 in Dark Romance

21 parts