LOGINNeera Miller is a sharp-tongued criminal lawyer with one rule: never defend the monsters who tore her world apart. But when a mysterious client drags her into the orbit of Keiran Renzaro—the most feared mafia lord in the city and the very symbol of the life that ruined hers—she finds herself bound to him by a case that runs deeper than the law. As desire clashes with vengeance, and truths are revealed layer by painful layer, Neera must decide if she can be with the man who might be responsible for everything she’s tried to forget. In a game where the lines between justice and crime blur, can she survive falling for the devil himself?
View MoreNeera typed in the final string of code and sat back. Her fingers trembled, not from fear, but from the weight of what she was building. A private system hidden in plain sight. A digital fortress buried within her work laptop. Encrypted notes. Shadow copies of files. Every name she heard, every whispered location, every red flag — all stored behind a firewall of her own design. It was risky. Suicidal, maybe. But if she was going to take Kieran Renzaro down, she needed leverage. And leverage required data. One wrong keystroke, one misstep, and she wouldn’t get a second chance. These men didn’t just eliminate problems. They made examples of them. She slipped her USB drive — encrypted and shaped like a lipstick — back into her purse as the knock came at her office door. Rafael, Kieran's right hand, stood there, arms crossed, eyes scanning. "Dinner. You’re expected," he said flatly. "I wasn’t aware expectations were part of the contract," Neera replied coolly. Rafa
The air was heavier inside Kieran Renzaro's inner sanctum than anywhere else Neera had ever breathed. Even high-stakes courtrooms didn’t carry this kind of tension. She sat at the long obsidian conference table, surrounded by men and women who looked at her like she was either bait or a ticking bomb. She preferred the second."You're early," Kieran said, entering through a private door like he owned time itself. He did. And this world.Neera didn’t rise. She met his gaze with a razor's edge. "Punctuality is expected of those who want to survive."A few of his lieutenants exchanged amused glances. Others scowled.Kieran took the seat at the head of the table, fingers steepled. "This is Attorney Neera Miller. You all know who she is. From now on, she represents all of us."Murmurs rippled.One of the men, thick-necked with a scar tracing his jaw, leaned forward. "A lawyer who defends criminals doesn’t make her family."A criminal questioning a criminal lawyer? How ironic.Neera smiled t
The rooftop bar glistened like a glass jewel above the city, suspended between the fog of power and the sky of illusion. Neera stepped out of the elevator into cold air that tasted of tobacco and expensive whiskey, the combination that she once hated but later on learned to just ignore. Her heels clicked against the marble, an unspoken declaration of war in a world of velvet threats. Kieran Renzaro was already there, seated in a booth that overlooked the skyline. A low amber light bathed his features in gold, but the rest of him remained in shadow—calm, composed, unreadable. She didn’t walk towards him. She stalked. Like a woman with nothing left to lose but a name."Attorney Miller," he greeted as she stopped in front of him. His voice was smooth, with a jagged undertone — like silk caught on a blade."You made your point," she replied, sliding into the seat across from him. "Now make your offer to my face." A server approached, but Keiran raised a finger and the man vanished. Sil
In a sleek, dark office high above the city, Kieran sat in his chair, watching Neera's every move through the surveillance system he had installed. His eyes were cold, calculating, as he watched her stared at the contract sent earlier.He had expected for her to burn the first one. She was stubborn, proud. It made her predictable. But what he hadn't expected was her brother. The timing had been impeccable.Kieran smiled darkly to himself. Pride has a way of costing people more than they're willing to pay.His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of his chair as he watched Neera's resolve begin to crack. This was just the beginning. He had made her an offer twice. She refused the first one. Now, it was time to remind her of what happened to people who thought they could defy him.She would come to him. Or her brother would pay the price.And when she did come, he'd be ready.—The silence had weight. Not just absence of noise, but something dense, suffocating. Neera sat behind her des






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