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Intro. In the cold night of Russia, two hostile families were facing each other again. Decades of hatred had been brought to the table under the pretext of a subtle agreement. While Mikhail Volkov was looking at the area with his stern gaze, approaching thirty, Veronica Petrova came out from the opposite side. With his long black hair and sharp gaze, he seemed defiant. The moment they made eye contact, carrying the hatred of the two families on their backs, it was clear that the war would make a new beginning.

Mikhail Volkov

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