Saa_Mohd

★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~

ABSOLUTE INSANITY: A forbidden bond

Climbing back into the sleek, black sedan, I lit up a cigarette, the flame from the lighter casting a warm glow on my face.

Glancing out the window, gazing up at the night sky as the car glided smoothly out of the cemetery's winding driveway.

The trees, adorned with leaves that rustled softly in the evening breeze, faded to a blur into the darkness.

It's that time of the month again, a ritual I'd performed for years, when I'd visit the old couple who lay resting in the cemetery.

Bringing flowers, my mom favorite blooms, and a bottle of fine whiskey to keep my dad company, a small gesture to honor their memory.

The familiar routine brought comfort, a brief respite from the chaos that often surrounded me but it also brought pain, anger and more fuel to avenge them.

Inhaling deeply, trying to get my mind off the oldies, the smoke from my cigarette curled upwards, weaving through the car's interior.

★Boris is alive★