★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~

"Why are you truly here?" Romeo simply looked at me. His expression remained as unreadable as ever, those pale gray eyes fixed on mine with the same unnerving steadiness that always made me feel as though he could see every frantic thought racing through my head.


I blinked. "…What?" Romeo gaze drifted briefly toward the bed behind me. "You're standing like you're preparing to flee."


I instinctively glanced down at myself.I was. I hadn't even realized it.


I'd planted myself beside the foot of the bed so rigidly that my knees were locked, my shoulders tight, my hands clasped together in front of me as though I were waiting for permission to exist.


Heat crept into my cheeks. Was I really that obvious? A stubborn part of me wanted to refuse. Another part reminded me why I'd come here in the first place.


Chapter 332 - Lie