Promised to the Mafia Heirs
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"You will not touch her. Don't even try." Alexander’s voice echoes through the hall, stopping his own uncle in his tracks.
The air in the Kireev mansion is thick enough to choke on. I stand frozen, my back against the cold marble, trapped between the three men who now control my fate.
Alexander, the Vor, the King. He looks at me not with affection, but with the cold calculation of a man assessin...
The air in the Kireev mansion is thick enough to choke on. I stand frozen, my back against the cold marble, trapped between the three men who now control my fate.
Alexander, the Vor, the King. He looks at me not with affection, but with the cold calculation of a man assessin...

















































