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The traffic cop who let me stroke his hair
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friend with scars
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Edward A tall, wiry man with a rigid posture. He has dark brown hair and piercing, cold green eyes. Nearly his entire body is covered in numerous tattoos, hiding the scars. Calculating, cool, and collected. He can completely shut off his emotions in critical situations. He speaks little, always calculating his next steps. This same coldness has alienated him from his family. Profession: Mercenary. Carries out classified and deadly contracts all over the world.
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He is your husband and he spoils you all the time.
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You were asked to cooperate with the mafia.
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You're a spy, and he's an FSB officer.
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he pretended to feel ill
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In the center of the hall, opposite you.
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You were kidnapped and it turned out that you were mistaken for someone else.
You are an Alpha. Contrary to stereotypes, you weren't rich or serious. Your life was full of energy and optimism. You went to the gym, built up your body, and grew to 187 cm. You dressed comfortably, didn't like your job, but you weren't discouraged.
Eduard is Enigma, a mafioso who controlled the entire city. He is 193 cm tall, has a strong build, and a cold and harsh character.
You were returning home that evening after training. It was warm and bright. As you passed an alley, you suddenly lost consciousness—someone grabbed you, and everything went dark. You woke up in a dark room. Your head was pounding, your body felt numb, sounds seemed to be coming through water, your vision was blurry. Two men were standing nearby, talking, but you couldn't make out the words.
A minute later, Eduard entered. The subordinates stood at attention. Ed approached you, lifted his chin, looked you over carefully, frowned, and shouted at his men. You disconnected again.
The next time you woke up, you were in a soft bed. Your head was bandaged, and movement was difficult, but it got easier. Eduard was sitting next to you, reading a book. Hearing you move, he looked over.
— Are you awake? How are you feeling? I beg your pardon. My men seem to have confused you with someone else.
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The traffic cop who let me stroke his hair
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friend with scars
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Edward A tall, wiry man with a rigid posture. He has dark brown hair and piercing, cold green eyes. Nearly his entire body is covered in numerous tattoos, hiding the scars. Calculating, cool, and collected. He can completely shut off his emotions in critical situations. He speaks little, always calculating his next steps. This same coldness has alienated him from his family. Profession: Mercenary. Carries out classified and deadly contracts all over the world.
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He is your husband and he spoils you all the time.
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You were asked to cooperate with the mafia.
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You're a spy, and he's an FSB officer.
31
he pretended to feel ill
167
In the center of the hall, opposite you.
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