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THAT SWEET BOY IS MINE

Chapter 5 Broke Boys and Girls: Part two.

Word Count: 1015    |    Released on: 20/12/2023

ll of embarrassment and returns to find that the car was not

ng about your body, it looks like someone pierced your soul. -he finally says to smile, slightly nostalgic, because only once, when they were children, that now lost boy had managed to see through his eyes the way the boy named Táo clearly did. -Táo, Táo, if you o

nt of the sea, getting out and slamming the door of the same enraged. The sea so silent and calm only listened to her complaints, between soft waves, cool breeze and an armored blue, bright and warm. The intensity of her emotions and sensations for the first time perceived, among her one already experienced, so many years ago

s, releasing that which was choking her since she saw those hazel eyes, so deep and pure. -Pure... -smiling wickedly and darkly, she watches th

with satisfaction. Dirty thoughts soon came to her mind. Everything he could do to the boy until he possessed him completely, make him beg for her to stay and not leave his side, make his body t

corated the young man's face with propriety. His bright eyes full of illusion, made the dreaded Petya Ivanov's chest feel piercing pangs, those rosy cheeks, took the air out of his lungs, and the soft sound of his voice as he spoke in slow motion before her eyes, with the store owner, made her feel sudden jealousy, "No, just talk to me you bastard, how dare you smile like that after w

rror, due to an explosion two blocks away from the blonde, She covers herself, receiving the heat of the explosion, alert of the situation, because it could have been provoked or an accident of the small restaurant. He turns his gaze to the young man who now in the woman's arms squeezes his ears with all his strength, trying to hide in anguish in the woman's chest, who tells him in the midst of all the disaster, that everything was fine. Duscha, unable to stop his steps, crosses the street, between the screams, the angui

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“Petya Duscha Zaytsev Ivanov, known to her enemies and others less fortunate as Lisovik. A cold and calculating woman, a billionaire magnate, and the main head of the Romanov clan. At just 25 years old, she has managed to maintain order among the clans surrounding the cold city of Moscow, the main hub for negotiation, arms trafficking, and massive money production. At the tender age of 16, she becomes the most feared leader and a cold-blooded killer within the Romanov clan, capturing the attention of both enemies and allies. By the age of 25, amidst parties, alcohol, and nocturnal encounters, her life seemed complete. However, a potential confrontation with the members of the Aziz clan for power, money, and the expropriation of assets valued in millions of euros put her position within the hierarchy at risk. It is then, in the midst of darkness and dead-end paths to avoid war, that she meets Tao Lukyan Zinov Agapov Zhou, a 20-year-old, extremely intelligent, sweet, and compassionate young man. This young man would teach her all kinds of strategies, or at least she thought that was all. Something new arrived unexpectedly: love, something she had never considered before. It entered her existence, undermining her composure and making her yearn for a pair of hazel eyes, bright and moving. That innocence made her want to take every last drop of his soul, but those feelings demanded behaviors unbecoming of the fearsome Lisovik: patience and understanding. Those feelings and emotions destabilized everything she had built for over 10 years, causing her to awaken to something new and hard to resist. Love and the struggle for power will lead her to desperation and anguish, and she will have to decide which path to choose. "My sweet, no matter how far you distance yourself from me, I will always find you. No matter how dangerous the path full of debris is, I will go to you. Not for nothing do they fear mentioning my name, because those who are my enemies prefer to show me their faces than hide in fear. Remember, Sweetness, here and now, gently caressing your lips with mine... I have gone, I have found... and I have never lost." -Petya Duscha Zaytsev Ivanov.”