Asher Wilson.
30 years old.
The name alone is enough to make grown men sweat.
The king of the underworld-ruling the Italian mafia like a god with no mercy, no soul. He doesn't feel. He doesn't flinch. He doesn't believe in second chances. You scream, beg, bleed-and he watches like it's a show made for him. He'll cut your fingers off one by one, and still not spare you a glance. He'll destroy your world without blinking, burn your name off the earth without lifting his voice.
He's not a man. He's a storm dressed in black. A walking execution.
There is no light in his world. Not even a crack. Just cold silence and death in his shadow. He doesn't kill out of rage-he kills out of boredom. A monster with a mind sharper than a scalpel, and a heart colder than steel.
CEO of Erliafields & Corporation-a top global empire built on blood-stained deals, silenced boardrooms, and ruined rivals. One of the most powerful companies in the world, feared more than admired. His silence is a threat. His gaze is a sentence. His presence is war.
No guilt. No apology.
He's heartless by choice.
And the worst part?
He enjoys it.
"Your mistake? You thought I needed a reason"
"I want her terrified… because only then will she run into my arms."

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Aliyah Raichand
18 years old
A girl who blooms in shadows.
Too dreamy to be practical, too curious to be obedient - Aliyah Raichand isn't the kind of daughter they write family pride about. She sleeps late, scores average, and lives in daydreams no one else can see. They call her lazy, unfocused, a little shameless. But what they don't know is that she finds God in water, poetry in silence, and freedom in the clothes they despise.
Her world is midnight screens and smutty novels, cold teacups left half-drunk on the window sill, a drawer full of soft satin and secret longings. Her fingers dance across pages filled with dangerous love and sinful touch - the kind of love that ruins, wrecks, and worships. She says she wants peace, but maybe what she really wants… is to be undone.
Belly dancing started as rebellion, now it's her release. Each movement of her hips speaks louder than the words she's never allowed to say. When she dances, she isn't a daughter, or a disappointment - she's a force. A wildfire of freedom wrapped in rhythm and silk.
She hides her bruises behind lipstick. Her loneliness behind attitude. She is softness wrapped in rebellion, innocence that flirts with danger, a heart full of fantasies no one around her understands. They see a problem child. But really? She's just a girl trying to breathe in a house that only values control.
She doesn't want to be good. She wants to be free.
"I don't blush-I burn. And I never ask for permission to set the room on fire."
"They say I'm poison. But baby, you were thirsty for me."

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❝ Stalker ❞
❝ Desi x Videshi ❞
❝ DARK Romance ❞
❝ Strangers to lovers to enemies to lovers ❞
❝ Possessive Male Lead ❞
❝ Grumpy x Sunshine ❞
❝ Forbidden Love ❞
❝ Mafia Romance ❞
❝ Obsessive Love ❞
❝ Trauma Bonding ❞
❝ Manipulative Love ❞
❝ Age Gap Romance ❞
❝ Dangerous Attraction ❞
❝ Slow Burn to Obsession ❞
❝ Touch Her and You Die ❞
❝ Protective Psycho ❞
❝ The Devil Fell First ❞
❝ Seduction Meets Sin ❞
❝ Her Body. His Temptation. ❞
❝ Possessive love❞
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A little note from your author....
• English isn't my first language, so there might be a few spelling or grammar mistakes here and there. Please pardon me-I'm still learning, just a student trying to write something that could be my sweet escape… and maybe yours too. (Although… it's dark. wink But hey, who doesn't love a little danger? Now tell me-vanilla or chocolate, babiesss?)
• You're more than welcome to comment if you spot any mistakes. As I said, English is not my first language, so errors will sneak in, but that's okay, we'll grow together.
• Please feel free to share your thoughts about the story-what you liked, what could be better. Positive comments are always welcome. But no unnecessary hate, okay? I've planned the whole plot, and every scene and character has their purpose. So please trust me and let the story unfold. We're not enemies here-let's be friends and enjoy this journey together. And I know all my pookies are cute enough to do that, right?
• To my silent readers-please, pretty please, with puppy eyes, drop a vote or a comment. No one's going to judge you here. We're all escaping the real world for a while, so why hide? Even a few words can make me smile. Can all you do that for me? Pleassseeeeeee plijjjjjjj 'hath jod ke vinti'
• And lastly-yes, there will be a lot of smut scenes. When I say a lot… I mean A LOT. This is a dark romance, after all. If you're uncomfortable with certain scenes, you can skip them-I'll add warnings before each so you can jump straight to the next part. That way you still enjoy the story without missing the plot.
Now… buckle up, my loves. Things are about to get sinful.
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With lust, madness, and all my ink-stained love,
-Anri
They write the sins you're too afraid to confess.