๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐
๐๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ
โHow badly do you want me, ๐๐๐๐?โ
โAs badly as you despise me, ๐ณ๐๐๐๐.โ
โข
Kruger Viroslavsky has fashioned his existence around a single, immutable doctrineโ
Never commingle business with pleasure.
Ruthless, reticent, and implacably composed, the Executive Vice President of the Viroslavsky empire has spent his life pursuing supremacy. His gaze remains fixed upon the throne, his ambitions stretching far beyond the confines of his empire.
Until his father assigns him a new personal bodyguard.
๐๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฅ ๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฆ๐๐ณ.
Six years after rejecting the same woman three times, Kruger finds himself standing before Maraal Irasmazโan undefeated mixed-martial-arts fighter, a German bastard, and the woman he once dismissed without mercy.
She remembers every rejection.
And yet, she accepts the position at his side.
To protect him?
To dismantle him?
To ruin himโor earn him?
Maraal possesses an unnerving affinity for brutality and an almost pathological contempt for submission. Kruger, meanwhile, has spent his entire life believing every circumstance can be manipulated and every opponent subdued.
But Maraal is the singular variable his calculations failed to accommodate.
The woman he rejected has returned as the one person he cannot command.
And the man who once dismissed her begins to discover something infinitely more perilous than attractionโ
the compulsion to possess what he once refused.
He was ruthless enough to dismantle kingdoms.
She was cruel enough to destroy a leaf.
Neither anticipated that destruction could become reciprocal.
Perhaps this was never about who would yield first.
Perhaps it was always a collision between two indomitable willsโtwo egos too formidable to capitulate, and two people too accustomed to conquering to understand what it means to be conquered.
Will Kruger destroy Maraal before he learns to love her?
Will Maraal relinquish her vengeance before it consumes her?
Or will they finally relinquish their pride and discover that beneath all their hostility and carefully cultivated indifference, there was never an absence of feelingโ
only a feeling neither possessed the courage to name?
A ruthless creator.
A merciless creature.
A man who believes himself untouchable.
A woman who refuses to be conquered.
And between themโa war neither can afford to win.
โโโ
Get ready to fucked up.
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