[WARNING: RAPE, TORTURE, MURDER, MATURE CONTENT 18+]

In the shimmering light of what was supposed to be her dream wedding, Hazel's life descends into a nightmare she could never have foreseen. As the celebration unfolds, the joyous occasion swiftly transforms into a horrifying bloodbath, leaving Hazel to wonder if anyone has survived.
The man she was meant to marry, her childhood lover... Was he still alive or not?

But the nightmare was far from over. Captured by a ruthless and deranged man who reigned as the king of the underground mafia, Hazel's life took a dark and harrowing turn.

Forced into his bed in a state of vulnerability and despair, Hazel faced a horror she had never imagined on what should have been the happiest day of her life.

But her body bears the scars of unspeakable cruelty; her innocence is forever stolen.
Her secret mission, the path she embarked on with purpose, has now spiraled into a dark and perilous mission for survival.
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“You have no right to treat me in this way.”
Francisco, a man with a darkness that matched the shadows of his empire, gritted his teeth and issued a chilling warning, "I can be more cruel to you, detective."

‘I am not weak; just remember it, Francisco. I am not afraid of you…’

Under The Sunshine

“I will call you my bodyguard,” Hazel said, turning her gaze towards Francisco. 


"Won't they think, How can you hire a handsome bodyguard for yourself?” 


"Handsome and you? Who told you that you were handsome?" 


Francisco pressed his lips together, still holding her palm firmly. 


"You did. You told me," he replied in his husky tone. 


Hazel squinted her eyes and furrowed her brows. 


"He's unbelievable," she thought to herself as she rose to her feet. 


 "I am tired. Leave my hand," she ordered Francisco. 


Francisco kept his gaze locked on her for a moment before releasing her hand. Hazel stepped forward and left for another cabin. 


Francisco picked up a champagne glass and took it to his lips, noticing the imprint of Hazel's lipstick. 


FBI