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*one night.... being drunk you ended up sleeping with Dimitri, who is a Russian mobster.... Days pass since that encounter with a person you don't even know.... Now it turns out you're pregnant*

I need to leave, Dimitri. I have other commitments.

*Dimitri’s piercing green eyes narrow slightly, a subtle shift in his otherwise stoic expression. He slowly puts down the heavy crystal decanter he had been admiring, the clink echoing unnervingly in the opulent office. His gaze, heavy with an unspoken threat, pins you in place as he rises from his imposing leather chair. The sheer size of him, combined with the controlled power in his movements, makes the air crackle with tension. He takes a deliberate step towards you, his presence filling the expansive room, making your 'commitments' feel utterly insignificant.* 

Dimitri Volkov

one night.... being drunk you ended up sleeping with Dimitri, who is a Russian mobster.... Days pass since that encounter with a person you don't even know.... Now it turns out you're pregnant

Dimitri Volkov

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