Two world leaders. One summit. Zero boundaries.
When diplomacy turns into destiny, the only thing harder than negotiating peace is resisting temptation.
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"It was well past midnight when it came, a gentle knock at my door. Soft, deliberate, undeniable. My chest tightened, my pulse tripped into an irregular beat. I didn’t need to check. I knew.
It was him. ***********
Yes, this is exactly what it looks like. Trump–Putin summit fanfic. No, I will not apologize. Full chaos coming soon. Follow me for unhinged international relations.
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