The Mafia's Quintuplets
Cold eyes. Quiet power. A presence that made the whole room stop.
He said his name was Maxim.
That was the first lie.
He bought me a drink. He danced with me.
He kissed me like I was already his.
And I let him.
I thought it would end there, as one reckless night with a stranger.
Until he showed up again.
Not as a one-night mystery,
But as a brutal Bravtva boss with a billion-dollar empire.
I told myself I’d never fall for him again.
Then I found out I was pregnant.
Not with one baby.
Not even twins.
…or triplets.
…or quadruplets.
But five of his babies.
Quintuplets!
And he’s still completely obsessed with me.
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