★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~

The voice breezed through the air, warm, familiar, and slicing straight through the tension hanging around me like a storm cloud.


My head snapped up. Nonna was rolling toward the ballroom doors in her wheelchair, her bracelets chiming softly with every movement.


And for just a tiny bit mini second I forgot how to breathe.


Because… wow. I had never seen her like this.


Her gown was a deep sapphire blue, elegant and flowing, catching the golden lights from the ballroom and turning them into tiny sparks across the fabric.


A delicate shawl draped over her shoulders, her jewelry glinted softly. Pearls, gold, something that looked far too expensive for someone who scolded people for using too much detergent.


Her silver hair had been styled perfectly, pinned and curled in a way that made her look ten years younger, maybe twenty.


Soft, glowing makeup brightened her face, and she looked…..Regal.Beautiful.Important.


Chapter 150 - Wow