LOGIN“I’m not your toy. Find someone else you can play with because that won't be me. I won't be the one to satisfy your sick desires.” “What makes you think you have a choice?” He murmured, his voice low and dangerous, sending shivers down her spine. “Because you don't go around telling people you own them and you certainly do not own me.” “Every inch of ground you step upon, I own." He closed the distance between them in one step. "And unfortunately, for you darling. Everything I want. I get.” ⋆༺ ︎︎ ༻⋆ Zeus Trojan rules Castello City's in shadows, a ruthless mafia thriving in havoc and sin where every corner bows to his command. But Saoirse, the innocent cigarette girl haunted by her parents' murder and her brother's deadly illness, is about to shatter that rule. Blackmailed to save her little brother, she vows vengeance against the man who stole her freedom—yet destroying a king demands more than revenge: it means slipping deeper into his gilded cage, unraveling his secrets, and surrendering to his darkness that will bind them in an unbreakable, intoxicating obsession. And in a game where power devours the weak, can Saoirse destroy the man who owns her the world or will their forbidden desire consume them both?
View MoreSAOIRSE.“That's why you don't go around poking your nose whenever you feel like it, Saoirse.” I let out a heavy sigh, shut my eyes close and bit my lips as hard as I could. I wanted to smack the hell out of myself to get some sense. If I could just disappear and let the ground eat me alive, I’ll do it, just so I can be saved from the embarrassment and humiliation I've put myself into.Damn it. I couldn't sleep properly for the past night since that night. My mind continues to wander off, I wasn’t functioning well, can’t even form a single thought as if I was a robot only driven to finish chores.Not after what I'd seen in that secret room, for what I did. The images my mind makes are killing me, haunting me even in my sleep.It was his lair, no doubt, a place where he indulged his dark fantasies. My mind replayed it endlessly, twisting my stomach into knots of revulsion and a sick, unwelcome curiosity. “Stop thinking about it, Saoirse. Come on, pull yourself together!”Hours ticke
SAOIRSE.“Leave. Now. Saoirse. Because I won’t be responsible for what will happen if you won’t leave.”The silence that followed was deafening, his warning hanging like a noose. I stood there, frozen, my body betraying me with a shiver that wasn’t just fear. His eyes held mine, daring me to stay, begging me to go. And so I fled and didn't bother to look back. The corridor blurring, The door sliding shut behind me. But the chamber's shadow followed, Zeus's words echoing, that touch lingering like a brand.Back in my room, the night stretched endless, the bed a battlefield. I kept tossing and turning around, sheets tangling around my legs like the restraints I'd seen. “Shit…”Sleep eluded me, my mind a whirlwind of the things I’d seen, of Zeus's gaze and the chamber's whispers. My body betrayed me, heat pooling low in my belly, a forbidden ache. I shouldn't imagine it — him, the toys, the surrender. But the thoughts crept in, wild and dirty, my fingers trailing down my skin as if co
SAOIRSE.The mirror didn't lie — it showed me exactly what I hated: hated the way it made me feel exposed, vulnerable. This outfit is too tight across my hips and chest. It screamed weakness, submission. A cage of black lace and starched cotton that mocked my every curve. This is nothing but a sole reminder of what I’m going to be, the chains that I had no choice but to carry, willingly, foolishly. I haven't even lasted here for a day yet the walls felt like they were closing in. But I knew there was no time for self-pity. With a sharp exhale, I turned toward the door, my heart pounding a rhythm that echoed inside my chest. As I descended the grand staircase, the polished marble cool beneath my feet, a figure was already waiting at the very bottom. It was Zeus. He appeared at the base of the staircase, tall and imposing in a tailored suit that hugged his broad shoulders. His dark hair was tousled, eyes like storm clouds. He stood there, arms crossed, his gaze drifting lazily over t
SAOIRSE.Days have bled into nights in this sterile hellhole, the hospital and this tiny room a cage of my own forging. Aofie's small body lies tangled in white sheets, his chest rising and falling in those shallow, ragged breaths that haunt my dreams. The doctors' voices echo in my skull, reassurances laced with pity, their eyes darting away like cowards. They know. This disease is a merciless thief, clawing at his childhood, devouring his future bite by bite. Leukemia. I sit by his bedside, my fingers tracing the IV line snaking into his pale arm, feeling the fragile pulse beneath his skin. Nurses come and go, their footsteps soft as ghosts, dimming the lights when the world outside pretends to sleep. But sleep eludes me. Instead, I stare at the door, replaying Zeus's words from that shadowed alley last night. His offer dangles like a noose, protection, power, a way out of this nightmare. For Aofie. But the cost? My soul, maybe. My freedom. Definitely.My hand trembles as I clutc






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