★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~

The tires crunched against the sand before we even reached the main circle of the party. I pressed my hands lightly against the door as Chiara swung it open, the ocean breeze tugging at our hair and skirts, carrying salt, fire, and something electric I couldn't name.


The crowd noticed us before we had even fully stepped out. Cheers erupted, whistles piercing the night, hands waving.


Someone clanged a metal bucket like a drum. Laughter bounced off the nearby dunes. The bonfire's flames licked the dark sky, casting flickering gold across the sand and the faces around us.


Chiara's grin widened at the sight of them and she grabbed my hand before I could hesitate. "Come on!," she yanked me toward the crowd.


I stumbled onto the sand, letting it sift between my toes. My dark gown shifted with the wind, the short, flowing hem brushing my thighs, the fabric dampened slightly from the sea spray. 


Chapter 266 - Party.