MasukTrigger Warnings: - Taboo relationship. - violence, manipulation. - Explicit sexual content: power play, rough intimacy, and kink - Emotional and psychological torment Isabella Moretti’s world was destroyed by Luca Ricci—the man she’s now forced to marry. She’s out for revenge, but Luca isn’t the kind of man to be defeated so easily. He has his own plans, and they’re darker than she could ever imagine. Their hatred burns like fire, but their chemistry is undeniable. Passion laced with violence, desire wrapped in pain, and secrets that threaten to consume them both. In a world where pleasure and power collide, Isabella’s body and mind are pushed to their limits. Torn between two men—Luca, the ruthless bastard who broke her, and, the twisted love she never saw coming—she finds herself drowning in a web of obsession and taboo. Her heart is at war, but the question remains: who will claim her? And at what cost?
Lihat lebih banyak.DIEGO'S POVI should have known better than to covet what wasn’t mine. I’d lived by that rule for years and honored it, but I didn’t, and now I was knee-deep in a mess as Richard’s words replayed in a continuous loop in my mind. Alighting from the car, I was met with Dante’s hard stare, his back leaned against the frame of the main door as I approached. “I don’t want to hear it. My day has been worse. I’ll snap your neck, brother, if you fucking cause a hassle,” I warned through gritted teeth, making a mental reminder to move into another safe house of mine as fast as I could, as soon as a sweep check had been made on the estate. “This is insane,” he spat furiously, anger recoiling within him in waves. “She’s not yours to keep. Please, brother, think,” Dante urged me. I’d always been the sensible one, the alert brother. Not anymore. “I’ve had enough of these talks. Let me go. I won’t say a word because I do respect you, Dante, but don’t fucking push me,” I warned again in a
DIEGO’S POV.The house is wrong.Not in a way most people would notice — but I’m not most people. I’ve lived in this space long enough to feel the shift in its bones. The maids glance up only long enough to register me, then drop their eyes like the floor’s suddenly fascinating. One of the guards at the main hall nods, stiff and too fast. There’s a half-drunk glass of water abandoned on the console table in the hall.Little things. But they add up.Something’s happened.And it’s sitting under my skin now, restless, coiled. I keep my expression blank as I move deeper inside — my walk unhurried, my hands in my pockets — but every nerve is on alert.The lounge is dim, lit only by the muted glow of the lamp in the corner and the silver wash of moonlight through the tall windows. The curtains sway in the breeze, and the air smells faintly of the night — cool, clean, with a trace of something floral drifting in from the gardens.She’s there.Isabella.She’s curled into the corner of the cou
ISABELLA’S POV.Luca’s been sulking all damn night.Not the kind of sulking you can call cute, or brush off with a kiss and a joke. His is darker, heavier. The kind that coils in the corner like a predator and waits for you to walk into its jaws.He’s alone, sitting in the farthest shadowed booth of the club, back against the wall, cigarette smoldering low between two fingers. The bass of the music vibrates through the floor, but around him there’s this… stillness. Like the room knows better than to disturb him.I watch him for a moment from across the room. The sharp cut of his jaw. The way the dim light catches in his dark eyes. He’s not looking at anyone — especially not me. Which is a problem, because Luca *always* looks at me.I straighten my shoulders and make my way over, each step deliberate, my heels slicing the silence between beats. When I stop in front of him, I don’t ask if I can sit. I slide into the booth beside him, close enough that my thigh brushes his.“Luca,” I mur
.ANTONIO’S POVNico and I fucked.I didn’t hate a moment of it, and really, it spoke volumes about me. I was still bound to Maccini, I had a greed gnawing at me. I refused to sign those divorce papers. I refused to let Maccini go. Yet here I was, wrapped in Nico’s arms, cuddling and smooching.Tension snapped into me as sudden realization dawned on me… this wasn’t going how I thought it would. Yes, I wanted to fuck him as much as he wanted to fuck me. We’d gone at it all night and morning, I’d lost count. I figured it was well past noon.Slowly I reached for my phone, checking the time to realize it was way past four in the evening. A message popped. I’m right on cue and every fibre in me froze… my blood had stopped circulation.I blinked, once, twice… fuck duck fuck.“Shit,” I cursed, pulling myself away from Nico’s grasp. Then he jolted awake suddenly.“Where are you going? What’s going on?” Nico asked, sitting up immediately.“Go back to sleep, I had something I forgot to switch o
ISABELLA'S POVI'd known right from my first day of sneaking around with Antonio in high school that I had a thing for being manhandled.Oh please, you could keep that speech of being an independent woman, strong and sharp. I was a killer. I'd snap a man's bone in two if I wanted to. I'd crush a wi
LUCA'S POV“She still won't eat a thing,” Antonio complained, slamming down the plate of food in his hand onto the tray. I only nodded in response. I'd barely spoken ever since the doctor had dealt us the news. Diego had stormed off. Not a word or a call from him ever since. I knew what it meant —
LUCAS’ POVI'd marched past the main gates, ignoring the men situated at the entrance as they'd all bowed as courtesy towards me. Diego and I had driven away from the Vladimir mansion. I didn't care what would happen to the others there, but I was well assured they'd all be given a most gruesome de
ISABELLA'S POV“Again!” I ordered, pulling at the bands on my wrists, tightening them firmer. Kirill's gaze glided back to Diego’s and then to Lucas’s in a pleading manner, desperate for an escape.“Oh, they won't help you! So I said... again.” I ordered more firmly this time. Kirill launched forwa
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