THE MONSTER’S FIANCÉE
Nora Dalton’s life collapses in a single night.
Her parents are murdered, her brother is kidnapped, and her fiancé abandons her for a richer family alliance. When the man responsible for her destruction—Adriano Greco, the feared mafia heir—forces her into an engagement contract, Nora agrees only to save her brother.
Adriano believes Nora’s family destroyed his, and he is determined to take everything she has left. But as Nora enters his dangerous world, she begins to see cracks in the monster everyone fears. He protects her, shields her with his own body, and his enemies become her enemies.
When the truth behind their families’ past begins to unravel, Nora discovers the real villain is someone far more powerful—someone who manipulated both sides and wants them all dead.
Caught between revenge, betrayal, and a forbidden pull she can’t explain, Nora must decide if the man she swore to kill is the only one who can save her.
Their forced engagement becomes a war of hearts and secrets—
and the truth may destroy them before love has the chance to save them.
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Chapter: Chapter 8-The Warning Nora went to the dining room early the next morning for a cup of fresh coffee. She wanted quiet—just a few minutes where she didn’t have to think about Adriano, his confusing actions, or the tension filling the house. She poured herself a cup, sat at the long table, and took a slow sip. The warm taste helped settle her thoughts. She planned to finish her coffee quickly and leave before anyone else came in.She didn’t hear footsteps until Alice sat beside her.The chair scraped lightly, and Nora looked up. The same cold, flawless face from yesterday greeted her. Alice was dressed perfectly again, with a polite smile that never reached her eyes.“Enjoying your morning?” Alice asked, crossing her legs with practiced grace.Nora didn’t answer. She lifted her cup and drank.Alice’s smile sharpened. “I hope you’re not getting too comfortable here.”Still, Nora stayed silent.Alice let out a small, amused laugh. “You won’t be here for long. Adriano loses interest quickly. He always has.”Nor
Last Updated: 2025-12-09
Chapter: Chapter 7-The Past Comes Between UsThe mansion felt tense that morning. Nora moved quietly through the hallways, trying to stay away from Adriano after everything that happened. She still remembered the cold words she overheard, the ones that proved he didn’t save her out of care but out of strategy. The memory bothered her more than she wanted to admit, so she kept her distance and focused on keeping her heart steady.She was heading down the stairs when she heard a woman’s voice drifting from the living room. The tone was soft, confident, and too comfortable for a stranger. Nora slowed her steps and looked toward the open doorway.A beautiful woman stood beside Adriano. She wore a fitted cream dress and gold earrings that caught the light when she moved. Her smile was warm, but her posture showed she was used to attention. She placed her hand lightly on Adriano’s arm while speaking to him.Nora didn’t need anyone to introduce her.This was Alice—the ex-fiancée.Alice’s gaze slid toward Nora the moment she appeared at
Last Updated: 2025-12-04
Chapter: Chapter 6-The Lie Behind His SacrificeThe drive back from the board meeting was quiet. Nora kept glancing at Adriano’s shoulder, where the bullet had hit him. His suit was soaked with blood, and every bump on the road made him wince, but he stayed silent. He sat straight, refusing to show pain, even though his jaw was tight and his breathing was different. Nora sat beside him, feeling something she hated—guilt. She didn’t want to care if he hurt. She didn’t want to feel anything for a man who destroyed her family. But she saw him take a bullet that was meant for her. She saw the way he stepped in front of her without thinking. That image refused to leave her mind.“Let’s go to the hospital,” she said quietly.“No.” His voice was low.“You’re bleeding, Adriano,” she insisted. “You need a doctor.”“We’re going home,” he said firmly.Nora looked at him, confused. “Why? You could pass out. You could—”“I said we’re going home.”His tone ended the conversation. Nora pressed her lips together and looked out the window, trying t
Last Updated: 2025-12-01
Chapter: CHAPTER 5 — BULLETS AND LIESNora woke up early the next morning, confused for a moment about where she was. Then the memories hit her—her parents, Max taken, the contract she signed with shaking hands. The reality of Adriano Greco’s world pressed on her chest like a weight she couldn’t escape.A knock came, and the door opened before she even answered. Troy, Adriano’s right-hand man, stepped in with two maids behind him. They carried trays filled with a fancy breakfast and a long white box tied with a ribbon.“Boss wants you to eat,” Troy said. “And this dress is for you.”“What is the dress for?” she asked.“Mr. Adriano’s orders,” he replied simply, then left with the maids.Nora looked at the breakfast but felt nothing except a knot in her stomach. She kept replaying her promise—I will destroy him. She didn’t want his food. She didn’t want his gifts.The door suddenly opened again, this time without a knock. Adriano walked in as if the room belonged to him. Nora froze, but she quickly found her voice.Do you h
Last Updated: 2025-11-29
Chapter: CHAPTER 4 — THE DEAL WITH THE Devil A few days passed, but the pain inside Nora didn’t fade even a little. It stayed sharp, like a knife turning slowly in her chest. Sleep refused to come. Food tasted like nothing. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw them again—her parents on the floor and Max being dragged away.Those images clung to her like shadows she couldn’t escape.She stood in her parents’ empty bedroom, the air heavy with silence. She walked to the dresser and picked up their family picture. Her mom was smiling, her dad looked proud, and Max had his usual playful grin.Nora pressed her hand against the glass, her fingers trembling.“I swear,” she whispered into the room, her voice shaking. “I will make Adriano Greco pay. I will avenge both of you. I won’t rest until I destroy him for what he did.”The words tasted like truth and fire. They kept her standing when grief tried to pull her down.The next morning, she found herself staring at the card Adriano had dropped on the floor. She didn’t want to touch
Last Updated: 2025-11-29
Chapter: Chapter 3-Blood on the FloorAdriano Greco stood inside the Dalton mansion with six of his men behind him. The house was quiet, the kind of quiet that comes before something terrible happens. Mr. James Dalton stood across from him, his face pale, his hands shaking even though he tried to hide it. Adriano looked around the room slowly, his eyes fixed on the man he had hated for most of his life.“You thought I wouldn’t find you,” he said, his voice calm but sharp. “But everything you took from me… I’m here to collect it back.”Mr. Dalton swallowed hard. “Adriano, listen to me—”“No,” Adriano cut in. “You killed my parents. You made me suffer. And now I’m taking everything that belongs to you.”Mr. Dalton raised his hands slightly, trying to defend himself. “It’s not what you think. That night—what you saw—it wasn’t the—Adriano’s jaw tightened. “I saw enough.”Mr. Dalton’s voice cracked. “Adriano, don’t do this.”Adriano didn’t blink. “I was there. I watched you destroy my family. I watched you point a gun at my
Last Updated: 2025-11-28
Collateral Kiss
To save her father from a deadly debt, Emilia Rossi makes the ultimate sacrifice—she offers herself as collateral to the most dangerous man in the city.
Dante Moretti, the ruthless billionaire mafia boss, could have demanded anything: money, property, even blood. Instead, he claims Emilia with a single rule—she must give him a goodnight kiss every day.
What begins as a cruel bargain soon turns into a perilous game of desire and obsession. Dante is powerful, merciless, and feared by all, yet with Emilia, he reveals glimpses of a man she can’t help but crave. Each kiss blurs the line between duty and temptation, between hatred and something far more dangerous.
But the mafia world is built on betrayal. Enemies close in, secrets unravel, and Emilia realizes that loving Dante might not only cost her freedom—it could cost her life.
Is her kiss a contract of survival… or the spark that ignites their downfall?
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Chapter: Chapter fifty-two-THE PRICE OF A THRONEThe sky was still dark, but the mansion was already awake with tension. No sunlight touched the windows, no birds dared make a sound, yet the courtyard felt alive with restless movement. Engines rolled in one by one. Men tightened their vests, checked their weapons, and waited for orders they were too afraid to question. No one spoke because the atmosphere around Dante felt dangerous, heavy, and close to breaking. The way he moved, the way he breathed, the way he ignored everything except the path in front of him—any sane man could see he wasn’t preparing for a mission. He was preparing for a sacrifice.Dante stepped out of the house wearing a black suit that fit his body like a glove. Not the suit of a man attending a meeting, but the one he wore when he expected not to return. His gloves were on, his jaw locked, and his eyes held none of the warmth Emilia used to bring out of him. Everything soft inside him had been stripped away. Only purpose remained. Marcello noticed it the momen
Last Updated: 2025-11-29
Chapter: Chapter fifty-one – The Devil Hunts The sun hadn’t even broken the horizon, yet the city already felt wrong.Not louder. Not busier.Just tense — like something dangerous was waking up.People in the underworld sensed it first.Doors that were normally open before dawn stayed locked.Men who usually bragged on corners disappeared.Even the air felt sharp, as if it carried a warning.Whispers spread in the shadows:“Dante Voss has lost something. And when he loses, blood follows.”At the abandoned shipping yard, Dante stood over a long metal table with a black map stretched across it. Red marks covered nearly every inch — Valenti warehouses, safehouses, docks, tunnels. He stared at it as if it were a wound that refused to stop bleeding.His men remained behind him in a circle, waiting for instructions. None of them dared speak.Lucia stepped forward first. She always did. “Just say it,” she said quietly. “We’re ready.”Dante didn’t lift his eyes. “We start here.” He tapped one of the red marks. “Then we move east.”Lucia
Last Updated: 2025-11-17
Chapter: Chapter fifty – The Devil’s War The sky was still dark when the engines started.The courtyard shook with the growl of black cars lined in rows, headlights cutting through the fog. Soldiers loaded weapons in silence. No one spoke. No one dared to.Dante stood at the front, wearing his black gloves, his jaw set hard. He didn’t look like the man Emilia once knew. The warmth in his eyes was gone — replaced by cold steel.Marcello approached slowly, leaning on his cane. “You don’t have to do this before dawn.”“I’m already late,” Dante said without turning. His voice was quiet but sharp. “Every second she’s with them, she’s in danger.”Marcello sighed. “You don’t even know if she’s alive.”Dante’s eyes flicked up. “That’s why I can’t stop.”He turned toward his men. “Load the trucks. Every bullet, every blade. If it breathes Valenti air, I want it gone.”The men nodded. Orders like this didn’t need repeating.Marcello’s hand tightened on his cane. “And when this ends? When you’ve buried half the city? What will you have
Last Updated: 2025-10-27
Chapter: Chapter Forty-Nine – Bait of Blood The sky was turning pale when Emilia stepped into the courtyard. Smoke still hung in the air from the night’s fire. The gates were half-broken, the ground covered with ashes and wet mud.Soldiers stood in rows, waiting for orders. Their faces were tired, their eyes dark from sleepless nights. Dante stood in front of them, his coat black, his expression harder than stone.Emilia froze when she saw him.He looked different now—colder, distant, and worn. His shirt was still stained with soot from the fire. Even from far away, she could feel the anger rolling off him.“Burn their supply lines,” Dante ordered, his deep voice echoing through the courtyard. “I want every man ready before sundown. The Valenti name will vanish by dawn.”The soldiers nodded quickly, no one daring to look at him for too long.Emilia took a shaky breath and stepped forward. “Dante…”His head turned slightly, his eyes meeting hers. The courtyard went quiet. Everyone stopped moving, waiting for what would happen ne
Last Updated: 2025-10-20
Chapter: Chapter Forty-Eight – The Devil Unleashed The morning air reeked of smoke.Emilia pressed her handkerchief to her nose as the carriage jolted down the narrow street. Outside, the world was a skeleton of itself. Charred beams leaned like broken ribs, smoke still curling from the ashes of what had once been shops and homes. Children clung to their mothers in doorways, their eyes wide and hollow as Dante’s soldiers marched past.Dante rode at the head of the column, astride a black horse that seemed carved from the same darkness as its master. His coat billowed behind him, streaked with soot and blood from the night before. He didn’t glance back at Emilia’s carriage. He didn’t need to. His presence filled every street, every silence.The soldiers dragged men from their homes, rough hands clutching collars and arms, pulling them into the cold morning light. Some were old, stooped by years. Others were hardly more than boys.“These,” Dante said, his voice carrying over the cobblestones, “are the ones who whispered Valenti loyalty
Last Updated: 2025-10-07
Chapter: Chapter Forty-Seven – Ashes of Loyalty Dawn broke blood-red across the courtyard.The gates loomed high, iron teeth glinting under the rising sun. Torches still smoked from the night, casting streaks of soot across the stone. Soldiers stood in tight ranks, boots heavy on the ground, rifles at their sides. No one spoke. No one dared.Emilia stood above them, on the balcony just outside her chamber. Two guards flanked her, but she hardly noticed them. Her gaze was locked on the scene below.At the center of the courtyard knelt a man. His hands were bound behind his back, his knees pressed into the cold stone. He wore the black jacket of Dante’s guard — a man sworn to loyalty. But his face was pale, drenched in sweat, his eyes darting toward the crowd that surrounded him.“Don’t let them do this,” he begged, his voice carrying thinly across the courtyard. “I’ve served you for years. I’ve killed for you. I’ve bled for this house!”His words shattered the stillness like glass. But no one moved.Dante stepped forward.He was dre
Last Updated: 2025-10-06
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