★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~

My heart slammed so hard against my ribs it felt like it might crack them open. The room tilted, shrinking to that single point where her gaze met mine.


She looked terrified. Not defiant. Not cruel. Not sharp-tongued and sure like she'd been in the kitchen.


I sucked in a breath that burned all the way down. "Li...." My voice caught immediately, strangled before it could form anything useful.


"Madonna santa," Nonna breathed, wheeling in front of me without hesitation, her chair placing itself squarely between me and Lila like instinct had taken over where thought couldn't. "Who did this?"


The door stayed open, the hallway beyond it eerily empty, like the house itself had stepped back to watch.


Lila shifted weakly, a low sound slipping from her throat as she tried to push herself up. Her hand raised brushed my leg, fingers trembling.


Chapter 246 - No tongue.