Everyone dreams, but what if the most feared mafia lord has been haunted for years by a vision of one woman—always changing, always the same?
Ivan Antonov, the invisible kingpin of Russia’s most ruthless mafia, is both a ghost and a force of terror. Known only by his iron grip and mysterious presence, he’s drawn to a single obsession: finding the girl who appears in his dreams.
Meanwhile, Madison Jones, a carefree American college student, lives a simple life as her parents’ brightest joy. With modest wishes and contentment in her ordinary world, she has no idea what fate has in store. But when that world is torn away, she finds herself in the path of Ivan Antonov—the man who believes she’s the woman he’s been searching for all his life.
What happens when her innocence collides with his darkness? Will Madison’s life ever be the same, or has she stepped into a destiny she can’t escape?

Mafia's Dream Girl

“Ivan, do you think this color would suit me?” Mario was nudging me about what color would suit him as he was trying to tell our designer the color of the suit he would want for the wedding.


Wedding! Yes, mine and my doll’s. The funny thing here is that even my bride is not here. She still hasn’t returned from Dallas. It’s been 24 hours, and I know my doll would be here anytime soon, as their jet had taken off from Dallas to Italy again within 2 hours since it reached.


Both Mario and Marina are so excited, and let me tell you, none of us are angry at my doll. In fact, we are happy that she wanted to be loyal to the heir of the Antonov… indirectly me, though. I don’t know how my doll must be feeling now, but I know her emotions would be at their highest now.


“No girls are going to look at you, Mario. I won’t let them. Then why are you taking hours to select the color of your suit? Ivan, you tell me, would this color suit me?” Here Marina started too.


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