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Ljubavi (18+) NEW AND REWRITTEN
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Complete, First published Jan 04, 2022
Mature
The Serbien mob boss Milos Jovanović is a experienced, hard working, cold hearted,handsome man that loves to sleep around. When he finds out his father arranged a marriage with the beautiful, young Teodora, his childhood friends baby sister, he goes mad but his father doesn't really leave him any choice.  

The new rewrite will add a little spice to our giiirl as so many of you wanted. Your welcome! 

Will he be able to resist her?
A love story everyone's been waiting for.
REWRITTEN 2022-03-27

A LOT OF SMUT ⚠️
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"What are you?" the older man questioned, his voice a chilling blend of authority and amusement, like a knife wrapped in silk. "Your wife," I replied softly, my tone laced with the submission he seemed to crave. "No," he murmured, his lips brushing mine, the words a dark caress that sent shivers through me. "You are my doll, milaya." He towered over me, his intimidating presence both suffocating and intoxicating. The nickname, spoken in that deep, accented voice, wrapped around me like a chain I couldn't help but love. "You are the only woman who is allowed to warm my bed at night," he said, his voice a dark melody, smooth but unnerving. "The only woman who's allowed to step into my office and bend over my desk, waiting for me to come home so I can fuck you." A cold, low chuckle rumbled from his chest, the sound as sinister as it was intoxicating, sending shivers down my spine. ♡ Dimitri Mikhailov, the russian mobster. His presence filled the room like a storm. He didn't have to move or speak to dominate the room. Broad-shouldered and imposing, his scarred face told a thousand stories that he'd never waste words on. He was my husband and I was his precious doll.