Roz Monsters Inc

"Her life changed when she realized that monsters were protecting her." Si Molly Cabrera ay lumaki sa isang mental facility, hindi dahil baliw siya, kundi dahil doon siya iniwan ng kaniyang ina noong siya'y sanggol pa lamang. Subalit sa pananatili niya roon ay nagaya na rin sa iba ang kaniyang pag-iisip— na mas malala pa. Sa kaniyang paglabas ay nakilala nito ang isang CEO na si Linus Hudson na siya ring Presidente ng isang malaking kumpanya, Hudson Apparel. Sa kanilang pagtatagpo sa kakahuyan ay sinong mag-aakalang pagbibigkisin sila ng tadhana? Ang kwento nilang patungo sa magandang love story ay lumihis ng landas matapos malaman ang katotohanan, na magkapatid sila. Ating tunghayan kung ano-ano pang katotohanan ang matutuklasan ni Molly sa bawat kabanata ng kaniyang buhay. Alamin ang puno't dulo kung bakit siya napadpad sa isang mental facility, at kaya nga ba talagang mahalin ni Linus si Molly, gayong isa itong tanyag na... SOCIOPATH?

Perfection was the curse. I was born into wealth, beauty, influence, and a family empire that stretched across continents. People envied my life, not knowing it was nothing more than a gilded prison. The only thing that ever felt real was ballet, the passion my parents forbade because it brought them no power, no profit, no leverage. My parents; greedy, ambitious, unfillable, hid their cruelty beneath luxury. And on my eighteenth birthday, they revealed the ultimate betrayal. I was engaged to a powerful man twice. . . no, three times my age. A man feared across Europe. A man whose hands were stained with secrets the world pretended not to see. They sold me to strengthen an alliance. So I ran. Barefoot, shaking, heartbroken. I stole one of our visitor's chopper and fled to Sicily, thinking distance could save me. I thought I escaped the monsters who owned my life. But I only ran into a darker one. Because Sicily is his territory; Aldrick Moretti, the shadow king of the Italian underworld. Cold. Untouchable. Beautiful in the most devastating way. The man people whisper about as if speaking his name is a sin. A man with eyes that see through lies. . . including mine. And the moment he found me trespassing on his land, bleeding, terrified, and wearing the remnants of a runaway bride. . . He didn’t return me. He didn’t free me. He claimed me. Not as a business deal. Not as an alliance. But as something far more dangerous. He became my captor, my protector, my obsession, and the forbidden flame I should never have touched. Because in his world, love is not tender. It’s a weapon. And I am the sacrifice wrapped in a veil he refuses to let go.