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

"Welcome to 'The Cozy Cup,' what can I get for you on this beautiful morning?" I flashed a warm, radiant smile as I greeted the elderly woman.

My voice smooth, melodious, and welcoming, standing in a white shirt and dark slacks, my hair neatly tied in a sleek bun, and my pen poised over my notepad, ready to take her order like I was taught.

The soft light of the café danced across my face, illuminating the faint scars and bruises that still lingered from my ordeal.

It had been two days since my near death experience and three days since my narrowed escape from Mr Salvatore's estate, and I was still on high alert.

The memories still lingered and so was the injuries, etched in my mind like a vivid nightmare and my body.

★Who are they?★