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THAT SWEET BOY IS MINE

Chapter 10 I Say a Little Prayer: Part one.

Word Count: 1044    |    Released on: 20/12/2023

l barked with all his might and squealed hungrily. The young girl grabbed her hair and pulled it tightly. The morning was colder than usual, it would

the head of the bed and takes out the bag of dog food.

r best friend from the corner while he eats pieces of peach. -It's y

not going to ask them to cook for you? -she gets up lazily and thunders the

ve of God, stop doing that, -he stops eating the pea

tic, what a little girl. -she sni

t remember that Aziz's bastards are forming their combo to attack you? We

ha

They probably tried to break into your beloved company's system from a distance, but seeing that they didn't succeed, they clearly couldn't leave two loose mouths that you could threaten to get informati

she rubs

late night baby

el. -Tell someone in the kitchen to make

the

im defiantly. -Today we'll go back

ly true, that's

y, I have enough wi

ghing. -Now it turns out that

you if you're not

ymbol of peace. -I'm going to the kitchen, I'll meet y

I'm not i

an t

er wing being removed as well. The temperature of the water was too cold, but for her, a soldier, it is the best water temperature to wake u

nd cries out. She finally gets out and dries her body on the way. She quickly g

oing to

shes getting dressed. -No, I'm going to Valkyria Zhōu coffee shop, I need t

who mumbles all kinds of curses at the woman. -Come on, Lisovik, today you return to your beloved o

if it was for me I'd send you to hell,

nd leaves the puppy in a box i

old man's first and the

breakfast and do

it. -she caresses his forehea

out of the private residences in Kovshova, probably they have already had their vacations and most of them always leave the country to relax and get away from work with the family. "Or look for which prostitute or gigolo to fuck...", she thinks and laughs lightly, clearly it's something she had already done every t

re h

man. -She looks angrily at the big house of

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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.”