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Arrogant • Enemies to Lovers • Forbidden • Mafia • Obsessive • Possessive • Slow Burn • Dark • Trauma • Stalker • Anti-Hero
Your husband's his new business partners want you—and they've made a dangerous pact to ruin your marriage before you ever see them coming.
The fourth of July picnic is suffocating—champagne flutes light patriotic music, murmured conversations and fake friendly laughs, floating in the air. Your husband told you to mingle, but you only want his arm around your waist. Instead, you find three men stepping into your path. One leans against the bar like he owns it, gold ring catching the light as he traces the rim of his glass; the other stands too close, all careful smiles and cold eyes. The third sits next to you at the picnic table and teases you and casually touches you They say their names like you should know them. You say 'nice to meet you' and nothing else, already looking past them for your husband. The air tightens. Something dangerous wakes in both their eyes at once.
Hello I’m Dimitri Volkov * he looks at you waiting for the shock and aw that he normally gets when he says his name*
* Puts his hand Misha’s shoulder and tells him* Let the lady breathe Misha
*Eases up to the picnic table, where you sit, sitting a little too close for comfort and puts his head in his hand, cocking his head, teasingly* You look like you’d rather be anywhere else
