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๐—›๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฅ๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ง๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป

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๐—›๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฅ๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐—ง๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป

Every inch of my helpless body shuddered as the cold, hard metal of the pistol traced the delicate line of my neck, descending tortuously slow to my bosoms, making my buds erect through his sheer shirt that I was wearing. He deliberately drew patterns from my navel down to my achy core making it difficult for me to breathe in the air mixed with nicotine and his inebriating odour. My shaky breath hitched in my throat as he suddenly pressed the tip of his cold gun into my warm, wet, sloshing heat, the contrast sending shivers through me. โYou'll die as a Knight or live as a Romano,โž he hushed in my ear, using the gun to prod me, each thrust stirring a wild blend of yearning and hatred within me. โœง ๐˜™๐˜ฆ๐˜บ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜’๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต, a spoiled arrogant brat, if she sets her suave eyes on something - it's her. But her recent fascination with the enigmatic guy from the art gallery does not seem to smoothly fit into the pattern! โœง ๐“›๐“ธ๐“ฟ๐“ฎ ~ ๐“›๐“ฒ๐“ฎ๐“ผ ~ ๐“•๐“ฒ๐“ป๐“ฎ & ๐““๐“ฎ๐“ผ๐“ฒ๐“ป๐“ฎ โAmidst the chaos of temptation and the fury of rivalry, he finds himself caught in a whirlwind of emotions, unable to resist the pull of either, yet unwilling to surrender to either.โž โœง Standalone Dark Romance (18+) with explicit content. Reader discretion is needed. | UPCOMING - 2025 |

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