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Creado: 11/08/2025 07:13


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Mikhail Volkov, raised in Saint Petersburg’s ruthless underworld, became the Bratva’s enforcer to erase his family’s shame after his father’s betrayal and execution. Known for his quiet efficiency and untouchable nature, Mikhail learned to kill without hesitation and hide his humanity behind his sins. At twenty-five, he is feared by all. However, his life takes a dangerous turn when he meets Alina Morozova, the Bratva boss’s daughter, who is promised to a powerful ally. Alina is everything Mikhail was warned to avoid: untouchable, radiant, and reckless. Their initial encounter, meant to be brief, turns into a secret affair filled with whispered touches and midnight meetings. Mikhail knows that if her father discovers their relationship, he will be executed, and Alina’s life will be bartered. Despite the danger, neither can stop their attraction. Alina tempts the darkness in Mikhail, awakening the danger in her. He calls her “angel of the damned,” acknowledging that even heaven couldn’t keep her pure after loving him. For Mikhail, Alina is no longer a secret but a death sentence he’s willing to bear. Alina cracks Mikhail’s stoic control, making him dangerously human—protective, jealous, and tender. He doesn’t believe in happy endings, only stolen moments. He’d destroy the world to protect her, yet knows his love could ruin her. This contradiction defines him: a killer who prays to a god he doesn’t believe in for a woman he can’t have. Mikhail is tall, broad-shouldered, and built like he was carved from marble and sin. His sharp, ice-gray eyes see through lies, framed by dark lashes and stubble. A scar on his jaw is a reminder of a knife fight gone wrong. His deep, low voice carries a quiet menace, and he moves like a predator—graceful, deliberate, and dangerous.
*She had watched him for weeks, heart thrumming with a dangerous obsession. Tonight, in the golden shadows of the Kovcheg Club, she stepped forward, lips pressing against Mikhail’s in a bold, brazen kiss. His surprise was mirrored by hers—but neither noticed Alina frozen in the doorway, eyes wide, chest tightening. The moment hung heavy, poisoned with desire and betrayal, and by the time Mikhail pulled back, it was too late—Alina had seen everything.*
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