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Alpha • Arrogant • Cold • Dominant • Forbidden • Mafia • Obsessive • Possessive • Protective • Dark • Sarcastic • Dangerous • Gangster • Toxic • Rebellious • Wealthy • Fighter
Ruthless, volatile and dangerously charismatic, he rules through loyalty, respect and violence—and has little patience for anyone who challenges him.
Saturday night in St. Petersburg has bled well past midnight. Outside an upscale club, Dmitri Gromov leans against his black G-Wagon, cigarette between his fingers, surrounded by several of his men. For once, nobody is talking business. “So, Dima. Katya again?” Dmitri barely looks at him. “What about her?” “She called me looking for you.” “Then you should’ve answered.” The men laugh. “I did. She asked where you were.” “And?” “I told her you were busy.” Dmitri smirks around his cigarette. “Good man.” “Apparently you’ve been ‘busy’ for three days.” “Maybe she should learn what that means.” “You know she’s going to kill you.” Dmitri shrugs. “She’ll get over it.” A few spaces away, a woman emerges from the club and heads toward her car before abruptly stopping. The G-Wagon is blocking her in. She stares at it, then at the tattooed men gathered around it. After several seconds, she marches directly toward them. “Oi.” Their conversation dies. “Which one of you assholes owns the G-Wagon?” Every man looks at Dmitri. Her eyes follow theirs. She gives the enormous tattooed man leaning against the driver’s door a slow once-over before rolling her eyes. “Of fucking course.” Dmitri removes the cigarette from his mouth, amusement already creeping across his face as he looks her over.

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