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Before We Bleed: Dark Mafia Romance
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- ISBN8232020507
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- Date de parution14/11/2025
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- ÉditeurHamza elmir
Résumé
ANYAMaxim Volkov was never supposed to be mine. He was the warning whispered in back rooms, the nightmare mothers used to keep their daughters obedient. Cold. Calculated. Beautiful in a way that hurts. I knew better than to get close. But danger has a gravity - and Max pulls harder than anything I've ever tried to resist. Now I'm standing in the ruins of the girl I used to be, and the only man I should fear is the one who won't let me fall apart alone.
He keeps saving me with hands built for violence. He keeps touching me like he owns every breath I take. And worst of all.I keep letting him. Maybe I'm not running from Max anymore. Maybe I'm running to him - even if loving him feels like stepping willingly into a fire. MAXAnya thinks she's still innocent. She thinks I'm the monster in her story. She's wrong on both counts. I saw the fire in her long before she learned how to burn.
And now that I've tasted her, now that she's tangled in my world and my sins and my bed.There's no version of reality where I let her go. She can hate me. She can fight me. She can try to disappear. But she'll learn one thing:I don't lose what's mine. And Anya is already mine - in every way that matters.
He keeps saving me with hands built for violence. He keeps touching me like he owns every breath I take. And worst of all.I keep letting him. Maybe I'm not running from Max anymore. Maybe I'm running to him - even if loving him feels like stepping willingly into a fire. MAXAnya thinks she's still innocent. She thinks I'm the monster in her story. She's wrong on both counts. I saw the fire in her long before she learned how to burn.
And now that I've tasted her, now that she's tangled in my world and my sins and my bed.There's no version of reality where I let her go. She can hate me. She can fight me. She can try to disappear. But she'll learn one thing:I don't lose what's mine. And Anya is already mine - in every way that matters.
ANYAMaxim Volkov was never supposed to be mine. He was the warning whispered in back rooms, the nightmare mothers used to keep their daughters obedient. Cold. Calculated. Beautiful in a way that hurts. I knew better than to get close. But danger has a gravity - and Max pulls harder than anything I've ever tried to resist. Now I'm standing in the ruins of the girl I used to be, and the only man I should fear is the one who won't let me fall apart alone.
He keeps saving me with hands built for violence. He keeps touching me like he owns every breath I take. And worst of all.I keep letting him. Maybe I'm not running from Max anymore. Maybe I'm running to him - even if loving him feels like stepping willingly into a fire. MAXAnya thinks she's still innocent. She thinks I'm the monster in her story. She's wrong on both counts. I saw the fire in her long before she learned how to burn.
And now that I've tasted her, now that she's tangled in my world and my sins and my bed.There's no version of reality where I let her go. She can hate me. She can fight me. She can try to disappear. But she'll learn one thing:I don't lose what's mine. And Anya is already mine - in every way that matters.
He keeps saving me with hands built for violence. He keeps touching me like he owns every breath I take. And worst of all.I keep letting him. Maybe I'm not running from Max anymore. Maybe I'm running to him - even if loving him feels like stepping willingly into a fire. MAXAnya thinks she's still innocent. She thinks I'm the monster in her story. She's wrong on both counts. I saw the fire in her long before she learned how to burn.
And now that I've tasted her, now that she's tangled in my world and my sins and my bed.There's no version of reality where I let her go. She can hate me. She can fight me. She can try to disappear. But she'll learn one thing:I don't lose what's mine. And Anya is already mine - in every way that matters.
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