MasukTrigger warning: This novel contents some dark parts and is not for a faint heart hence it's for mature audience only! Vincenzo Romano! A ruthless and fierce Italian Mafia king, who's aura screams danger.who craves for blood and fear in people's eyes gives him satisfaction.Handsome yet lethal.He doesn't believe in love.He's powerful business man even business world fears him yes he's that lethal.A king of dark where no source of light emits. Elena Martin! she's a successful doctor and loves her profession.she is a real example of beauty with brain.she tells herself that she's full but empty inside yes she craves for love yet never got it.she's depraved of love.she doesn't trust anyone around her.she's confident yet innocent. everthing was going fine until one day she saves someone whom she didn't have any idea about and it gets hers tangled up with a ruthless Italian Mafia king who now wants her at any cost.He will go deepest ocean if he had to for her.For her he's ready to destroy the whole world who dares to hurt her but the question is will he let her tame him or will he deject her?
Lihat lebih banyakAuthor’s POV'Six years laterThe Romano mansion breathed celebration.Blue balloons floated lazily across the living room ceiling, their ribbons swaying as servants moved around making last-minute arrangements. Laughter echoed from the garden, where colorful play stations had been set up for children—mini slides, games, and a small carousel. Every detail was perfect. Exactly how Elena wanted it.And yet, irritation simmered beneath her calm exterior.Her phone buzzed again.She exhaled sharply, already knowing who it was.“Unbelievable,” she muttered, striding toward the bedroom with one hand planted firmly on her hip.The door swung open just as a familiar voice called out—“Elena—”She stopped in the doorway, arching a brow.“Finally. Got some free time for me?”Vincenzo asked, his voice smooth, his expression as darkly composed as ever.Elena let out a dramatic huff.“Free time? Really, Vincenzo?”He turned toward her, impeccably dressed except for the tie hanging loose around his
It took everything in me to convince him.Even now, standing at the entrance of our mansion, I wondered if I had made a mistake.I drew in a shaky breath, my chest tightening as I took in the sight before me. Vincenzo’s men lined one side, Levi’s men the other—guns visible, faces cold, tension thick enough to choke on. The mansion that once felt like home now felt like a battlefield waiting for blood.My pulse spiked.Suddenly, the memories crashed into me—the gunshot, the pain, the darkness swallowing me whole.No. Don’t go there, I told myself desperately.Vincenzo’s grip around my hand tightened, grounding and possessive, like he was anchoring me to this world. His fingers were almost painful now, as if letting go meant losing me forever.Not now.Not ever.I glanced at him and saw it—the barely restrained rage burning in his eyes. My husband looked like a man standing on the edge of slaughter, ready to kill anyone who even thought of taking me away from him.“Finally,” Levi’s voic
"You are the best thing that has ever happened in my life."The moment those words left Vincenzo’s lips, something inside my chest shattered and healed all at once."But I didn't get you any gifts."My face dropped."You are the best gift already. You are enough, sweetheart."“I’m so lucky to have you as mine,” he continued, his voice low, sincere—dangerously honest. “Thank you, love, for coming into my life like an angel and filling it with happiness. Even after everything I put you through… every wrong I did to you.”His thumb brushed over my knuckles as if grounding himself.“I promise,” he said firmly, “I will never let your smile fade again. I’ll give you every happiness this world has to offer. I’ll hold you like this and love you until my last breath.”My heart was no longer beating normally.“I love you, Annie,” he whispered. “More than you could ever imagine.”Tears burned my eyes as he tightened his hold on my hand, as if afraid the world might take me away if he loosened hi
“Vincenzo,” I called his name, with a hint of anger lacing my tone. I could finally speak. I was so glad to have my voice back that I nearly cried. The first words which I let him hear were.... I love you Vinni. He was head over heel to hear it again and made me repeat the whole week.I didn't tell him that they weren't my first words after my recovery, and I was actually practicing it, but he doesn't have to know that it was my surprise.A low chuckle answered me instead.It had been weeks since I was discharged from the hospital, weeks since he brought me back to the mansion and quietly turned my recovery into his religion. He didn’t let me lift a finger—not a glass of water, not a book, not even my own blanket. If I moved, he would be already there. If I wanted something, he anticipated it before I could even think of asking.At first, I argued.Now, I let him.He fed me when I was tired, carried me when my legs ached, kissed my scars like they were sacred symbols etched into my sk












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