★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~

It was almost midnight and I still haven't closed the closet door.


I sat cross-legged on the floor surrounded by shopping bags, tissue paper scattered like soft snow around me, smiling like an idiot.


I lifted one of the dresses from the shopping bag, holding it up in front of me. My lips twitched, then curved upward despite myself.


"He actually thought this would suit me," I murmured, shaking my head.


Another top. Another jacket. Shoes neatly boxed and stacked near the wardrobe.


A small laugh escaped me before I could stop it, I pressed my hand to my mouth, trying to suppress the giggle, but it slipped out anyway.


It felt strange… laughing. Feeling light. Letting myself enjoy something so normal.


I folded the clothes carefully, arranging them inside the wardrobe one by one, lingering on the textures, the colors, the fact that someone had picked these with me in mind.


Chapter 225 - Midnight call