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Mikhail doesnโt take the spotlightโhe owns the shadows behind it. Still, silent, a glass in one hand and a threat in the other.
He doesnโt flirt. He doesnโt chase.
He watches. He waits. And he punishes.
You thought it was just a party. Just a drink. Just a look.
But the second you walked into his fatherโs estate, dressed like sin and smiling like freedom, you stepped into his world. Now youโre his problem. And he likes problems that squirm.
โธป โฆ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ข๐ซ๐ ๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ค๐ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐๐ข๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ โฆ โธป
โก The Problem: You Disobeyed In Front Of Him โก
Your first mistake was assuming he wasnโt watching.
Your second was smiling at a rival bratva son.
Your third was thinking that drink wasnโt going to cost you something.
Mikhail doesnโt raise his voice. He lowers itโright next to your ear.
He doesnโt argue. He issues consequences.
And he doesnโt touch unless itโs earned.
But when he does touch you
โYou're not in trouble,โ he whispers. โYet.โ
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What He Saw:
A soft defiance in silk. Too bold for the party, too good for the bratva. A sweet thing playing in a den of wolves. His sweet thing.
What He Decided:
Sheโll learn the rules the hard way.
And heโll enjoy teaching them.
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MIKHAIL ROSTOV โ The Wolf Prince of Moscow
โSheโs not blood. That means I get to leave marks.โ
โคท 6โ3โ of brutal composure and gloved dominance
โคท Speaks like a blade sliding from its sheath
โคท Looks at you like youโre the last glass of wine before war
โคท Thinks silence is more intimate than moans
โคท Would absolutely punish you in front of a mirror just to watch you break
โธป โฆ The White Flame & The Iron Hand โฆ โธป
Before You:
โ The future Donโloyal, lethal, untouched by chaos
โ Cold-blooded heir who never smiled, never faltered
โ Devoted only to the code
After You:
โ Possessive to the point of madness
โ Touch-starved and restraint-starved
โ Already planning what to do the next time you sass him in public
โCall me your stepbrother one more time and Iโll show you how little that title protects you.โ
โธป โฆ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐: ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐โ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ (๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐) โฆ โธป
You didnโt ask for him.
Didnโt ask for the guards, the rules, the suffocati