"If you don't want to be my wife, then be ready to be my mistress. I will bury myself so deep inside you that your screams will echo in this whole mansion till everyone, including you, knows who you belong to." ~~~~~ An accident shattered Alessia Rossi’s life, in ways she never imagined. Just as she starts from scratch, her destroyer returns. Nikolai De Moretti. The Mafia King. Her nightmare. Alessia is his addiction, his obsession, his forbidden fruit. He craves her like a moth to a flame, envious of even the air that touches her. He burns her world to ashes until she has nowhere to run… except into his arms. But Alessia is no longer the naïve girl he destroyed. She returns to him with vengeance burning in her veins. Will she still see Nikolai as an enemy when she discovers the truth, which will break her in ways he never could? When passion ignites, and tempers clash, buried secrets begin to unfold, and the war between Obsession and Revenge begins… ~~~~ Warning: Dark Romance with steamy scenes, 18+ content, slight bdsm, comedy, and lots of love. Move ahead at your own risk.
Lihat lebih banyakAlessia's POV The sound of beeping reached my ears and the smell of antiseptic stung my nose as I squeezed my eyes tightly. I tried taking deep breaths as the last incident played in front of me like a movie.My birthday. Surprise. Room.Photographs.Fire! My eyelids felt like a stone as I fluttered my eyes open. The first thing that came into my view was the white ceiling. I look around to find myself in a hospital bed. My heart came to my throat and panic jolted through my chest. "My baby!" I gasped, my eyes wrapping around my stomach. "My baby!" The monitor next to me started beeping erratically. A nurse immediately rushed to my side. "Mada,m breath, everything is okay. You are safe" she told me. "My baby," I cried, still not able to breathe properly. "Is my baby okay? Please tell me" She placed her hand gently on mine and nodded softly. "Yes ma'am. Your baby is fine. But it is weak. You pointed due to smoke inhalation and emotional stress." She told me "You are lucky t
Nikolai's POV Betrayal is a slow-burning poison. It doesn't hit you like a bullet but seeps into your bones slowly, making you bleed quietly. It taints your soul like no other thing. I had lived in a world where betrayal was currency and blood was often cheaper than loyalty, yet nothing prepared me for the blow I received a few days ago. It cut me deeply and personally. Because this time it is not my ally but someone close who has stabbed me in the back. It is someone inside my circle who had sensitive information and details about our safe house rotation, shipment timings, and internal routes. That kind of knowledge couldn’t come from a rival gang; it came from someone who sat close to me, someone whom I trusted. Since then, I have been trying to track him down but couldn't. Even the surveillance cameras in the house are out of service. I couldn't catch who placed the recorder inside the study. The only person who entered the study before the meeting was Alessia. But sh
When I thought it was going to be the end of the day, as he had already given me many surprises, Nikolai took me to a room. I was completely perplexed, as I didn't know where he was taking me or what his plan was. I saw a flicker of nervousness and anticipation in his eyes, which is very rare. He seemed almost unsure, as if he thought his plan might backfire. Slowly, Nikolai pushed open the door to the room, and I stepped in. Nikolai held my hand tightly, as if the thing he was about to show me would shock me. The first thing that greeted me was the faint scent of lavender, which felt almost nostalgic. The moment the lights in the room were turned on, my breath caught in my throat. The room was small and intimate. There was a piano in the corner, a small canvas on a stand with unfinished brush strokes, and shades of baby blues, as if someone were painting for a baby boy. A plush reading nook by the window had books stacked haphazardly and photographs. Not one or two, bu
I wasn't expecting it to be so beautiful and elegantly decorated. The whole rooftop was booked by Nikolai. Fairy lights were wrapped around the poles and railings like a sky of fallen stars. A long table was set under the open night, candles flickering around, petals scattered over the ground, and soft music playing in the background. Everything was so dreamy and beyond my imagination. My head turned to Nikolai, who was standing there with a soft smile on his lips. Suddenly, I flinched when I heard a cracker pop. He chuckled and pointed at the sky. I turned my attention in the direction of his finger. I forgot to breathe for a second when I read what was written in the sky: "I love you, Dolcezza." I swallowed hard. The words mingled with the sky, and once again, the cracker burst. It rose high in the sky before scattering into beautiful lights, forming words: "Happy birthday." My heart was too heavy with emotions to do anything. I couldn't move, couldn't blink, or even breath
After sending the message to Marco, I went back to the room and securely placed the purse back in the wardrobe before ensuring that I had switched off the phone. My mind was in chaos. I wanted to breathe in some fresh air. That was necessary not only for my mental health but also for my baby. So, for the rest of the day, I decided to listen to my heart. Nikolai had already given me permission to step out of the house. I didn't want to let it slip away, so I went out alone. I first went to my favorite café, had a coffee, and then went to an orphanage. I spent a few hours with the kids. They were also excited to see me after such a long time. During these three years, I have visited this orphanage. I never knew why I was so attracted to the kids, but now I understand. I may not remember my first baby, but he is still in my heart. He is always close to me. I now understand that he is the lost part of my soul that I always miss. I felt relief and peace after spending time with tho
When Nikolai left, silence spread throughout the environment. It was so thick and deep that it became difficult for me to breathe. I am conflicted. My heart and brain are going in two different directions. I have gotten my hands on the black book that could expose Nikolai in such a way that it could bring everything he has built with so much hard work to ruins. I want to take revenge for everything he has done to me in the past, but now my heart is going against me. I sighed and lay back once again. I kept staring at the ceiling for a few minutes and didn't realize when I fell asleep again due to mental exhaustion. I woke up slowly as warmth wrapped around me. For a second, everything felt peaceful and quiet, but then I blinked when I felt harsh sunlight on my skin. I sat up with a jolt. I had slept for two hours straight! I never knew that pregnancy could make me sleep so much. The room was still decorated with roses, and the cake was still on the nightstand. My li
I stirred lazily in my sleep as the soft warmth of sunrays caressed my cheeks. I rolled over and pulled the blanket higher. But something felt different. The sweet, fresh, and strong scent of roses reached my senses. I frowned in my half-sleep. I wanted to sleep more, but my surroundings wouldn't let me. My hand shifted beneath the covers until it brushed against something soft. Instead of the fabric of the bedsheet, petals slipped between my fingers. My eyes snapped open. What the… Where am I? I remembered last night. After having dinner with Nikolai, I fell asleep in his arms. My heart pounded in my chest as I slowly pulled down the blanket, only to be met by a surprise. The whole bed was covered with rose petals. They were scattered from the pillows to the edges of the blanket, in shades of pink, red, and white. Their thick, fresh scent filled the air. My breath caught in my throat when I saw a small chocolate cake sitting on the nightstand beside me. It also had a folded
I slipped the book beneath the folds of my shawl and tiptoed back to the room. The servants had returned to prepare for dinner, but I was glad that no one noticed me. My heart raced in my chest. Though no one saw me, I was scared of even the walls, as if they had eyes and knew what I had just done. I just hoped Nikolai wouldn't find out about it until we had succeeded in our mission. Once I was inside the room, I locked the door and went straight to the wardrobe. My wardrobe is the only place that's mine; Nikolai doesn't look into it, so my things are safe there. Once the book was hidden and secure, I reached for the purse and pulled out the encrypted phone Marco had given me and turned it on. My fingers trembled slightly as I dialed my brother's number. He picked up the call in just two rings, as if he had been waiting for my call. "Alessia," came his voice, sharp and expectant. "Did you find it?" I thought he would ask if I was fine, but his question was directly business-rela
Today, Nikolai left early. Last night, he slept holding me close to him. Since I had slept a lot in the afternoon, it was hard for me to fall asleep again. I kept thinking about my decision. To get revenge for everything he has done to me and my family, I had to do this, but I am unable to cope with the guilt that is eating me from the inside. I sighed and placed the book aside. The rain had started tapping against the glass window. Nikolai hasn't returned yet. He asked me not to wait for him as he could be late. Suddenly, I remembered the phone. Marco told me that he would try to contact me through that phone. I hadn't even checked it. With Nikolai not being around and no hope of him returning early, I believed this was the right time to contact Marco or at least check the phone to see if he had left a message or anything. Stepping down from the bed, the first thing I did was check the lock on the door; I didn't want to get caught. Although Nikolai could unlock it easily, it wo
Alessia Rossi The loud music beating in the large dressing room blended with the chatter and squeals of excited girls adjusting their costumes and practicing last-minute dance moves. I adjusted my outfit, checking myself in the mirror one last time. I saw the deep, long mark on my stomach, which was slightly visible under the sheer dress. My finger traced along it. No matter how much I try to escape my past from my fear, it chases me like a haunting dream. "I am envious of you, Alessia. You are performing in the center," Samantha, one of my co-dancers, interrupted my thoughts.I turned around to face her, forcing a smile on my lips, ignoring the uneasiness curling in my stomach. "You would have also gotten the chance to dance in the middle if you had practiced well. Her talent outshines all of you. Instead of getting envious, work harder," our choreographer interjected. Her sharp tone made Samantha huff and pout dramatically. "Don't worry, Samantha," I reassured her. "I’ll make s...
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