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“Go away from me. Let me be, you monster!” Eira screamed, her voice echoing from behind the room she had closed herself on. Determined more than ever not to see him. She heaved, her chest rising and falling to the pain.”You took everything from me, Draven. You took everything from me!”



“Then take it back, Eira.” Draven called out possessively, “Hate me, fight me, do everything Eira, but don’t dare leave me. I won’t let you do that.”





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Eira Katz’s world is ripped apart when she is abducted by Draven, a man blinded by grief and vengeance. Accused of murdering the only woman he ever loved—a woman carrying his child—Eira becomes the target of his rage. Held captive, she endures relentless torment, all for a crime she did not Commit.



But when the truth is revealed, the damage is already done. Draven has destroyed her life, killed the man she loved, and left her with nothing. As Eira grapples with the aftermath, she learns she is carrying his child, a bond neither of them can escape.i

Trapped in a cycle of vengeance, guilt, and reluctant dependency, Eira must decide whether to escape her captor or confront the broken man who refuses to let her go. But in a world where pain and passion collide, the line between love and hatred blurs.



Will Eira find freedom, or will she be forever bound to the man who took everything called life away from her?

The Mafia's Little Plaything

I stopped believing in nightmares the day I realized waking up didn't make them disappear.

The cell was dark. The cold bit deeper than before. Chains rattled with every shallow breath I took. I counted them to stay sane,breath in, chain shift, breath out, chain clink. A rhythm of survival in a place that reeked of betrayal and blood.

He stepped into the cell like he owned it,no mask, no hesitation. Just the face of a man I'd once laughed with, trusted with secrets I never told even Draven.

I knew my baby sister was just a bait.

I stared at him as if my eyes were lying. He didn't flinch. Didn't blink. Just tossed a half-eaten apple into the corner and leaned against the wall like this was a casual visit.

"You look worse than I expected," he said.

I spat blood to the floor. "And you're more disgusting than I remembered."

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