Zlata— Want me to let you go? — the chill of the man’s heaven-blue eyes extinguishes my impulse. — But you said yourself that my act has an explanation! — I stammer out.
A cruel fate has taken everything from Zlata. She has forgotten how to trust, fears feelings, and doesn’t believe in men. But circumstances drive her into a corner: to survive, she has to sign a contract that is clearly unfavorable with a властным, self-assured major.
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Natasha— Want me to let you go? — Amir’s dark gaze cools my fervor.
— But you yourself said that I’m not your real wife! — I whisper almost inaudibly. I look at the “husband”… and freeze.
— You understood everything wrong! It was before that…
A treacherous inheritance has deprived Natasha of the right to decide for herself. A chance meeting with Amir restores her faith and gives her hope—one day to return. Only the road home turns out to be too long… a whole lifetime long.