Hidden Mafia Love with a campus girl
Nalia Mensah came to London with one goal: finish university and build a better life for her younger sister. Love was never part of the plan.
But everything changes the night she meets Adrian Volkov.
Adrian is powerful, mysterious, and dangerously captivating. To the university, he is a wealthy benefactor funding new programs. To the criminal world, he is the ruthless heir to a powerful empire. When their paths cross on campus, the attraction between them is immediate and impossible to ignore.
What begins as stolen conversations in quiet libraries and late-night walks through London quickly grows into a passionate connection neither of them expected. Adrian is drawn to Nalia’s intelligence and quiet strength, while Nalia finds herself falling for the one man everyone warns her to avoid.
But Adrian is hiding a truth that could destroy everything between them.
Years ago, Nalia’s father was tied to Adrian’s criminal family, leaving behind secrets that powerful enemies still want to uncover. As danger closes in, Nalia becomes a target in a war she never knew existed. Betrayal from friends, threats from rival crime bosses, and a hidden past force her to question everything she believed about love and loyalty.
Now Adrian must decide what matters more: the empire he was born to rule or the woman who has become his greatest weakness.
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Chapter: Chapter 4: The Lounge Girlfriend Or deal.The knuckles of Nalia, who gripped tighter at the edge of the shabby armchair of the UCL study lounge, were white as she gazed at the shredded leather upholstery. She had eluded Adrian Volkov's morning lecture, which was a dreadful thing to do, but still the thought of his lips on her in the library was running through her veins, the intimate time they both had in his office, as the first discussion had become a clog on her brain; the thought of his lips on her, loathly agony between her thighs. She shouldn't be here. She was not to be anywhere within reach of him.But fate, so it appeared, had other things in mind.The door was pushed open, and Adrian came in, filling the small room with his presence as smoke does. The tailored navy suit, which seldom had been taken off his back, was there today, only it had something, hungry, it was, and piercing as a glance sealing them on her, like keen-edged tools going after the mark. Nalia's breath caught. She attempted to divert her eyes, to s
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Chapter: Chapter 3: The library seduction.UCL library was full of dust and the faint smell of old paper, as well as a sharp contrast to the fresh efficiency of the lectures by Adrian Volkov. Nalia sat huddled in a corner booth, with tall heaps of books on the economic theory, and her pencil was scrawling angrily on pieces of notebook in an attempt to keep her mind focused away from the constant throb of Adrian's presence in her head. The voice, so low and commanding, of that good-looking man lingered within her ears and was a phantom touching in her flesh with prickly points of delight.Just forget and concentrate, she said to herself, and slammed her textbook closed in a clap. She had to equip herself against tomorrow; she had to tramp into the graphs and models, until some day Adrian Volkov was to be no more than a shadowy, threatening figment of imagination. But accidentally, as she made the thought, the library doors flew open, and there he was, in a made-to-fit navy suit that swallowed the light about him.The eyes of Ad
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Chapter: Chapter2: The Study session that was not.The door of the office of Professor Volkov flew wide in a gentle click, and a scent of costly sandalwood and leather came out of it. Nalia wavered, her hand still on the knob, when Adrian raised his head off his desk. The lamplight reflected on his watch, a small exhibition of riches which should have given her no more surprise.His voice was silky-smooth, as Nalia said. "Come in. I hope the coffee is acceptable.She entered the room, having one of those silent influences about it, the polished wood, shelves of books reaching to the ceiling, full of choice works on economics, the view of the city rising in the distance behind the window. It felt... too perfect. Too controlled. Such as a cage in its luxury wrapping.I have brought my notes, she said, and she put her bag on the opposite chair to his desk. "On shadow banking. That described that you required a more in-depth analysis.Gestures indicated to her to take a seat. But when she relaxed, he bent forward, with his elbows on the d
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Chapter: Chapter 1: The Lecture That Changed EverythingThe University College London lecture hall was vibrating to the silence of nervous Economics undergraduates in their final year. High windows of those windows pierced the sunlight, lines flashing across the hard features of the rows of expectant faces. Nalia Mensah was sitting close to the entrance with her pen and notebook ready. Her dark hair was pulled back, and accentuated the resolute jaw of her face. It was not another lecture, and it was him today.Professor Volkov came to the podium, and a sort of wave of consciousness ran through the room. He was impeccably groomed in an elegant, tailored suit of charcoal and was in a commanding yet strict presence. There was nothing wrong with his silver-streaked dark hair, and his eyes, which were a piercing blue-grey, swept the audience with an unnerving intensity. His notes were laid aside with a sharp clicking noise.Good afternoon, it was such a smooth, low, carrying voice. We are dipping our toes into the dark waters of the shadow bank
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