★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~

Miss Stella blinked at me like I'd just told her Romeo sprouted wings. "Walking…" she muttered, shaking her head as if that would make the information settle properly.


Then, suddenly remembering her pot, she turned back to stir it. "Good for him. Nonna would be thrilled." Miss stella said but there wasn't much joy in her tone 


I nodded anyway, agreeing with her. Nonna would surely b thrilled, I should probably see her when she wakes. I grabbed an apron from the hook, turning back to miss stella.


Miss Stella noticed the movement and quirked a brow. "You are helping?"


"Yes," I deadpanned. "I miss helping you."


She smacked her lips at me but didn't argue. "Fine then. Chop the onions. Thin slices. Do not butcher them like last time."


"I didn't butcher them," I said, already reaching for the knife. "You made them cry," she returned.


"They are onions!" She waved her spoon as if dismissing my entire existence. "Excuses."


Chapter 124 - Gina&Lila