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

Adjusting the uniform, trying to tug the trousers down to a more decent length, but it was no use.The outfit was designed to be revealing, to showcase the staff's bodies.

Making me feel more like a commodity, than a staff, a product to be exploited for the club's gain.

But I had no choice. I needed the pay, and I was willing to endure this humiliation to get it.

I stepped out of the cramped uniform room, the bright lights and pulsating music of the club enveloping me.

But it was still early, the main event yet to begin, and the music played softly in the background.

I made my way through the little crowded floor, weaving past the scattered tables and chairs. I spotted Jameson, the bartender, already stationed behind the counter, his eyes observed me as I approached.

"Good evening, Ja," I said, reaching out to grasp the counter as I slid onto a stool.

★JA★