★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~

Katya's door closed down the hall. I didn't look after her. My attention was already back where it belonged.


"James?" He moved instantly. Not toward the body. Not toward Marina. Toward me.


"Security lockdown complete," he replied. "No further internal leaks. No outbound signals. Marco is currently being interrogated by Sir Antonio. He isn't cooperating."


We'll see. I shifted my shoulder slightly. The fabric pulled where it had stiffened with blood.


The pain registered, sharp and precise, but I filed it away. The bullet had only grazed me. I didn't need a doctor. Not at the moment.


My eyes went back to the tablet. "James," I said without looking up. "Pick up my papers."


He moved immediately. I heard the faint shuffle as he crouched, the soft rasp of documents being gathered from the blood-slick floor. No hesitation. No reaction. Just efficiency. 


Chapter 205 - Clean up