★DARK ROMANCE★
^WARNING 18+,^


In a world dominated by organized crime and ruthless power struggles, a tangled web of trauma, revenge, and forbidden passion unfolds.

Katya Volkov, the stunning but vulnerable daughter of the Russian Mafia's feared right-hand man, has endured a childhood of unrelenting brutality and neglect. 

Growing up, Katya was repeatedly tormented by her father's resentment, leaving her emotionally shattered and unloved.

However, Katya's life was about to take a much darker turn. Romeo Salvatore, a name that was both feared and respected, emerged from the shadows.

His traumatic past has left an indelible mark on his soul, rendering him cold and detached. 

Seeking retribution, Romeo launches a daring invasion of the Volkov's heavily guarded estate. He captures both Katya and her abusive father, subjecting them to merciless torture.

Convinced of Katya's complicity in her father's heinous crimes, Romeo executes her father and condemns Katya to a life of hellish slavery.

Yet, as time passes, the boundaries between captor and captive begin to blur. Katya and Romeo find themselves inexorably drawn into a forbidden bond, igniting a fiery passion that threatens to consume them both.

Torn between his thirst for revenge and his burgeoning desire for Katya, Romeo is forced to confront the darkness within himself, would he be consumed by lust, passion and possibly love or would he stay loyal with his beliefs.

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~This story is an enemies to lover type so don't expect all fluff and rainbows.
~Weak to strong female 
~ML is ruthless, don't expect him to be a saint. 
~No rape
~humours, laugher, tears and blush.
~ And lastly, this story is not for the weak hearted~

I opened my mouth, whether to deny it again or apologize, I didn't even know but she waved me off before I could get a single word out.


"Come, come. Sit. Breathe. You're making me nervous just looking at you." Despite myself, a tiny smile tugged at my lips.


I crossed to her side and sat on the edge of the bed, resting my palms on my knees. She reached out and patted my hand, her touch warm and familiar.


"That's better," she murmured. "Now… what were you saying?"


I hesitated. "Everyone just seems… on edge today."


"Mhm." She hummed thoughtfully, eyes sparkling as if she knew exactly why but wasn't sure she wanted to tell me yet.


"And people were whispering. And you weren't in your chair. And—"


"And you're overthinking again," she cut in gently, smoothing a wrinkle in her blanket. "But that's alright. You always think deeply. It's one of the reasons I adore you."


Chapter 141 - Nonna's delight.