LOGINMia Valisteen was into a dangerous world when her mother married Ray Valisteen, a feared Mafia lord. At just fourteen, she learned to navigate the treacherous life of the Mafia Princess, her every move watched and exploited by her stepfather’s enemies. On her eighteenth birthday, Mia was kidnapped by Dylan Griffin, known as “The Devil,” who sought revenge against her stepfather for a betrayal that destroyed his family. But Mia proved resilient, escaping Dylan’s clutches and disappearing into the shadows of Italy. Four years later, Mia has become a legend in her own right—a powerful Mafia boss feared by all. But her past catches up to her when her best friend, Mimi, is kidnapped by none other than Dylan. Forced to face the man who shattered her life, Mia is dragged into a dangerous game where love and hate blur, and loyalty is tested at every turn. Dylan’s obsession with Mia becomes his greatest weakness. As their worlds collide, Mia and Dylan must decide whether they’ll destroy each other—or unite to bring down those who betrayed them both.
View MoreChapter 100: Love and Redemption.Mia POV.The wind no longer carried blood.For the first time in what felt like a lifetime, I could breathe without tasting ash. The courtyard—once a crucible of sweat and screams—now echoed only with the thudding rhythm of new recruits sparring in the yard. Their movements were crisp, deliberate. Not desperate. Not like we once were, when survival had been the only lesson worth teaching.Now we taught more. We taught why we fought. That war was never the destination—only the road toward something gentler. Something worth protecting.My fingers skimmed the edge of the balcony’s wooden railing as I watched them. The sun dipped low, casting watercolor streaks of tangerine, violet, and indigo across the sky. Behind me, the world was quiet. Then I felt him—Dylan stepped up beside me without a word, the way he always did when silence said more than speech ever could.He had scars now, same as me. But his eyes no longer held that frantic guilt—that constant
Chapter 99: The Blood of Kings.Mia’s POVThe room where we kept Forrest Vagaz was colder than it needed to be. I could’ve blamed the stone walls or the busted heating this deep beneath the compound. But the truth? We made it cold on purpose. Cold made people crack. Cold reminded them of death.Forrest didn’t shiver.He sat shackled in a bolted steel chair, wrists bruised from past resistance. The chains were unnecessary now—he wasn’t going anywhere. His once-pristine white shirt was stained and slack at the collar. His jaw wasn’t proud anymore, but his eyes still held that same, chilling composure. Like a viper waiting for the right warmth to strike.When I stepped inside, he smiled.“My little queen returns,” he said, voice soaked in arrogance. “Tell me—does ruling feel as hollow as revenge?”I didn’t answer. Silence could be sharper than sarcasm.His gaze drifted to my hands—unarmed. Deliberate. I didn’t need a weapon in this room.“You’ve been quiet, Forrest,” I said. “Weeks witho
Chapter 98: The Pact Beneath the Flames.Mia POVIstanbul stretched before me like a living mosaic—ancient stones and glass towers intertwined, echoing with stories of conquest and betrayal. The setting sun spilled molten gold through minarets and over mosques. Here, in this city built on crossroads, the fractured fate of the underworld would be decided.I felt the weight of history pressing down.A long mahogany table dominated the ornate chamber, usually reserved for royalty. Today, it hosted the remnants of the Vagaz empire’s broken alliances: hardened warlords, former enemies brought together by necessity.Their faces bore the toll of violence. Eyes narrowed, some cold, others smirking faintly. No one came to make friends. No one came to forgive.They came because we all knew: the Vagaz brothers’ network still pulsed beneath ports, borders, and markets. The war wasn’t over.Not yet.I swallowed and steadied my voice.“Istanbul is where East and West collide,” I said, sweeping my g
Chapter 97: Ashes of the Throne.Linda’s POVThe cell was smaller than I remembered. Not just physically—it felt suffocating in ways I hadn’t expected. The cold metal bars that hemmed me in seemed to shrink the space around me until I could almost feel the weight of every crushed dream, every lost plan pressing down.I traced the rough, chipped concrete floor with my eyes. This place was a tomb for everything I’d been and everything I’d hoped to be.They had taken everything.The Vagaz brothers—my brothers—were locked away like common criminals. The empire we built on fear, on loyalty bought and blood spilled, was shattered. Mia stood victorious, no longer a girl fueled by vengeance but a leader commanding an entire clan with iron resolve.And me? I was a prisoner of the ruins I once ruled.I pressed my hands against the bars and closed my eyes, willing myself not to fall apart. Rage boiled beneath my skin—hot and electric—but it was tangled now with something else. Something I never






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