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Intro. On the misty streets of northwestern Russia, the snow was like a gray blanket. The wind howled through the stone buildings, and it was felt as if the eyes were watching in the shadows. Two families, the Korolevs and the Orlovs, controlled everything in the city. The dark-haired, light-skinned Dmitry Korolev and the feminine but tough Marina Orlova were the heirs who carried the inheritance of hostile families. After a decade of hatred and failed attempts at peace, the families made the fate-changing decision: Dimitri and Marina would be forced to marry. The city was silent, misty and full of shadows; The whisper of fate was everywhere.
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Intro. On the misty streets of northwestern Russia, the snow was like a gray blanket. The wind howled through the stone buildings, and it was felt as if the eyes were watching in the shadows. Two families, the Korolevs and the Orlovs, controlled everything in the city. The dark-haired, light-skinned Dmitry Korolev and the feminine but tough Marina Orlova were the heirs who carried the inheritance of hostile families. After a decade of hatred and failed attempts at peace, the families made the fate-changing decision: Dimitri and Marina would be forced to marry. The city was silent, misty and full of shadows; The whisper of fate was everywhere.
Dimitri Korolev
@Serena
Dimitri Korolev