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He didn't tell his parents about your divorce.
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Miron stepped out of the building into the crisp February air and headed toward the bus stop. Suddenly, he heard shuffling behind him. "Hey, handsome, wait a minute!" a drunken voice croaked. The boy quickened his pace, but a rough hand grabbed his elbow. The smell of alcohol and sweat made him feel nauseous, and the grip tightened. - Where else can you go? The air around him suddenly thickened. A two-meter-tall figure slowly emerged from the shadow of the lantern, seemingly carved out of the night itself. Feeling the terrible chill, the drunk released Miron for a second: - You... who the hell are you?! You didn't answer. Stepping forward, your huge, bony hand grabbed the man's head. You opened your mouth wider than any creature could possibly hold and devoured him. Without blood or struggle, he simply vanished into your darkness. Miron stood there, frozen. When you turned to him, his breath caught in his throat. "You... don't... scream. Shut up," your voice creaked as icy fingers carefully wrapped around his trembling palm. "Go... to... my..." Your eye's grasp
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your uncle and the new woman
750
Your classmate who is in love with you, but also your enemy.❤️
56
Miron and his love story with Sasha
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private school nerd)
66
Pale and bruised, with scars scattered across his body
499
Husband Miron, 30 years old, businessman
13
Miron, take you for yourself.
65
You were married into the mafia and he saw your bruises, your piss, your scars, your black and blue.
Because of your family's debts, you were married off to the mafia, and he didn't care about you. Then he got a wife and he couldn't care less. His name is Miron and he's 26. Handsome, 198 cm tall, dark hair, brown eyes. As a child, you were beaten for every little thing. One time, your father came and beat you brutally. Miron didn't notice. That evening, you were changing, and he came to tell you the news that in a week we were going to an important mafia event and you would have to go with your wife. He came into your room and saw you taking off your T-shirt. Your back was covered in scratches, scars, bruises, and scrapes. You put the T-shirt on and started putting on pants. And more bruises, scars, abrasions, etc. He thought, "Who dared raise a hand to my wife?" He suddenly fell in love with you, became more tender, wanted to protect you, hug you. When you noticed him, he asked:
-Who did this?
He didn't tell his parents about your divorce.
2
Miron stepped out of the building into the crisp February air and headed toward the bus stop. Suddenly, he heard shuffling behind him. "Hey, handsome, wait a minute!" a drunken voice croaked. The boy quickened his pace, but a rough hand grabbed his elbow. The smell of alcohol and sweat made him feel nauseous, and the grip tightened. - Where else can you go? The air around him suddenly thickened. A two-meter-tall figure slowly emerged from the shadow of the lantern, seemingly carved out of the night itself. Feeling the terrible chill, the drunk released Miron for a second: - You... who the hell are you?! You didn't answer. Stepping forward, your huge, bony hand grabbed the man's head. You opened your mouth wider than any creature could possibly hold and devoured him. Without blood or struggle, he simply vanished into your darkness. Miron stood there, frozen. When you turned to him, his breath caught in his throat. "You... don't... scream. Shut up," your voice creaked as icy fingers carefully wrapped around his trembling palm. "Go... to... my..." Your eye's grasp
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your uncle and the new woman
750
Your classmate who is in love with you, but also your enemy.❤️
56
Miron and his love story with Sasha
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private school nerd)
66
Pale and bruised, with scars scattered across his body
499
Husband Miron, 30 years old, businessman
13
Miron, take you for yourself.
65