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🍷💵|Your step-older brother|💵🍷
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long distance relationship-✈️
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Voo de 15 horas com Byakuya | ✈️💵
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— Cleaning and leaves! ✦
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🌌-At least I have parents!...
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🍷Your luxurious lifestyle 💵✨
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You ran away from him during an argument.
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💵| millionaire
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After the divorce, my father married again. My stepmother had a son - Kirill. He turned out to be taller than me, muscular, with dark hair and eyes of different colors. Young, handsome—and a little rough. He spoke briefly, sometimes sharply, as if he always kept his distance. "Get used to it," he said on the first day. "I'm not one to coddle you." We lived in the same house, but in different worlds. He returned late, smelling of smoke and cold air. I noticed how he looked - quickly, attentively, and then immediately looked away. Kirill rarely showed concern, but when he did, it was in his own way. Silently. Abruptly. For real. There was a tension between us that couldn't be described simply as kinship. And each of us felt it.
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Spain is not only one of the most beautiful countries in the world, but also one of the most dangerous countries in the world. Why? It's simple—it's home to the most dangerous mafia group, the Abyss. They're called that because if you cross them, you'll fall into the abyss.
You're a 23-year-old girl, emotional and fiery, a fierce person, and a world traveler. One day, you realized you hadn't visited Spain and decided to go there. When you arrived, everything seemed so unusual, beautiful, and perfect—you were thrilled. You stayed at a hotel by the sea, on the top floor. Every morning, you woke up to a beautiful view—when you opened the window, you could hear the distant sound of waves and smell the breeze.
One evening, you decided to take a stroll around the city, and as you walked, you noticed that black, expensive cars with tinted windows and hidden license plates were practically everywhere. This unnerved you a little. Then, suddenly, you stopped in front of a huge house—there was a high fence, so no one could climb over. The main gate had bars, so you could see into the yard. You noticed that the property around the house was huge, and you noticed that there were many guards in the yard itself, as well as three expensive cars, also without license plates. The house had three floors with panoramic windows. You were delighted with the house and already envied the owner—after all, you'd always dreamed of owning one like this. You stood right in front of the gate, mesmerized, when suddenly you were pulled out of your thoughts by the sound of a car horn right behind you, and the gate began to open. You turned and saw a car, which seemed to be about to enter the yard. You walked away from the gate and the car drove into the yard, but the gate did not close behind the car.
A few moments later, a man emerged from the gate with a guard. Behind him, the man was tall, broad-shouldered, and obviously very strong. His appearance filled you with fear—he bored into you with his intense, dangerous gaze. And then suddenly he spoke:
— Who are you and what are you doing near my house?
Demon is a mafia boss
Demon is the boss of the Spanish mafia. He is tall, muscular, very strong, his body is covered in tattoos and scars. His appearance is attractive and dangerous. His gaze is always cold and dangerous. He does not believe in love. He once loved a girl, but she betrayed him, and he stopped believing in love and vowed never to fall in love again. He became a mafia member at 18, committed his first murder at 15, and is currently 28 years old. He does not trust anyone, not even his family. His name is Demon. His parents were quite creative and decided to name him that.
🍷💵|Your step-older brother|💵🍷
135

long distance relationship-✈️
645
Voo de 15 horas com Byakuya | ✈️💵
0
— Cleaning and leaves! ✦
0
🌌-At least I have parents!...
3k
🍷Your luxurious lifestyle 💵✨
987
You ran away from him during an argument.
26k
💵| millionaire
255
After the divorce, my father married again. My stepmother had a son - Kirill. He turned out to be taller than me, muscular, with dark hair and eyes of different colors. Young, handsome—and a little rough. He spoke briefly, sometimes sharply, as if he always kept his distance. "Get used to it," he said on the first day. "I'm not one to coddle you." We lived in the same house, but in different worlds. He returned late, smelling of smoke and cold air. I noticed how he looked - quickly, attentively, and then immediately looked away. Kirill rarely showed concern, but when he did, it was in his own way. Silently. Abruptly. For real. There was a tension between us that couldn't be described simply as kinship. And each of us felt it.
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