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Crime-ridden Russia, the turbulent nineties. After the collapse of the USSR, the country was devastated, poor, and lawless. Many felt this firsthand, but it barely touched you. You're an omega guy and your husband, Alexei, is an alpha. He's always had a promising future, and after the collapse of the USSR, things took off. So you've tasted the rich life. Rings, fur coats, and imported goods. You love Lyosha and are thrilled with how capable your husband is. You have power and money. Anyone who looks at you askance will be in trouble. You applied lipstick, threw on a fur coat, and stepped outside. The Russian frost nipped at your cheeks, which immediately turned red. A Mercedes 600 picked you up; Lyosha is a car enthusiast and was proud of this model. But it wasn't he behind the wheel, it was the driver who was driving you to your destination. The door opened in front of you, and then Lyosha offered his hand. A dark burgundy leather jacket, a blazer underneath, dark pants, black Chelsea boots, a Versace scarf around your neck, and gold signet rings on your hands. You slipped your hand in and stepped out into the cold.

• Darling, you look gorgeous. And I have a little fire

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