"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.
View MoreThe kiss wasn’t just a claim; it was a brand. His hands moved to my back, pressing me closer as if he wanted to mold me to him permanently.And I melted. I melted in his arms perfectly, as if I were made for it. A traitorous moan escaped my throat when his lips moved to the sweet spot behind my ear, leaving a trail of kisses along my jawline. He wasn't just kissing me with his lips, but he was worshipping me. With each kiss, it felt like he was burning his name in my flesh. My fingers curled into his damp hair to push him away but instead, I found myself holding him tighter. My body was betraying me. “See?” he smirked against my collarbone, dragging his tongue along the sensitive skin. “You can deny me all you want, but this…” His hand slid down, squeezing my thigh possessively. “This reaction? It’s all mine.”I gasped when my breathing became erratic. My resolve was crumbling under his gentle touch. My body was melting, becoming a putty in his hands. The undeniable heat roused i
The whole way home, Nikolai didn't say a single word. He just drove toward my hell, gripping the steering wheel so tightly that I am sure his knuckles turned white under the blood of those bastards. I stayed silent too, looking anywhere but at him. My body was as stiff as a board, my mind racing with millions of thoughts. The car came to a halt in front of his mansion, and before I could even collect my thoughts, he was already out of the car. The next thing I knew was that my side of the door yanked open, and he pulled me out of the car roughly yet cautiously.I kept my head down as we passed the servants. Their eyes were heavy with sympathy, and I hated it. That look. That pity. It only added to the humiliation burning in my veins.Without a single word, Nikolai shoved me inside the room and locked the door. I turned around to face him. He kicked off his shoes and I braced myself for his rage. For him to lash out, scream, or worse, beat me. But nothing like that happened. Inste
His eyes were bloodshot when they met mine. His jaw clenched so tightly that I thought he might break his teeth. And for the very first time, I felt relieved to see him here. Slowly his gaze shifted to the three boys, and his fists balled to his sides. He was just restraining himself from snapping their necks right here and now. With his presence, not only did silence spread but also the temperature of the room dropped by several degrees. And in that moment, I knew these boys would wish they had never been born. His eyes darkened even further when they flicked down to their hands—hands that were still all over me. "Ca-Capo?" one of them stammered, cutting through the silence. I could feel the three of them trembling. The college students feared these boys because they belonged to powerful families. I am sure they are well aware of Nikolai. In a blink of an eye, Nikolai closed the distance between us. "Capo, we... You can have her first if you want." Their hands dropped from
The driver kept his eyes on me until I entered the college.I came here seeking an escape, but even during classes, my mind was consumed with thoughts of Nikolai.Everyone knew what had happened to my family, and they sympathized with me. But I didn’t want their sympathy. I was just relieved they didn’t know about my forced marriage to Nikolai, or they’d start fearing me for no reason. If there was one thing Nikolai had done right, it was keeping the wedding private—only a few of his close men, the Mafia council, and the priest had been present.My friends tried to cheer me up, but I couldn't focus on anything. After classes, I went to the library and plugged in my phone to charge. I had been debating whether to call Dimitri, but I wasn’t sure if it was the right decision.He had agreed to marry me because he was going to get a share of my father’s property. But now, with everything gone, I had no idea how he would react.Still, I had to try. Dimitri was powerful, and more importantly,
I gradually woke up to the chirping of the birds and the sharp glare of the sunlight. I opened my eyes slowly and blinked several times to clear my vision. In those moments, I prayed that last night had been a bad dream; that the forced proximity, the suffocating warmth of his embrace, the way his lips claimed mine, and my body's betrayal were all a story created by my mind. But, the scent of his cologne wrapped around me told me otherwise. I tossed my head to the side once my vision cleared, only to find that the bed was empty. Nikolai was gone. A sigh of relief escaped my lips. Sitting up, I rubbed my eyes. I was still in the black gown I had worn last night. It slipped down my shoulders, reminding me of how he had ruined my plan and pulled out the knife as if he already knew what I could do. Although I was relieved that I didn't wake up tangled in his arms—otherwise, he would have left me no opportunity to tease me. But a part of me was furious as well. He could disappear when
"Careful," he whispered. "You don’t want to cut yourself, do you?”My entire body tensed and my eyes widened. He knew. Blast. His hot breath fanned my ear shell as he whispered, “What do we have here, hmm?”Before I knew it, his hand reached in between the valley of my breast and pulled out the knife. "Surprise, surprise" My breath caught in my throat as he twirled the small blade between his fingers, examining it with amusement. It appeared that he was aware that I was hiding it here and had done so on purpose.My pulse quickened as he lifted my chin with the tip of the knife. I met his gaze with equal intensity."Your eyes, Dolcezza, are sharper than this knife, and your smile..." He chuckled. "It is enough to kill me"He tossed the knife away, and it landed on the floor with a sharp click. I gasped. My instinct was to catch it anyway."You do not need this," he added.My cheeks burned with fury and humiliation. "This time you were too predictable," he whispered, lowering his
Change is the only constant in this world; everything changes. But I didn't expect my life to change so quickly. It feels like my world has turned upside down. Even after getting engaged to Dimitri, I never imagined I would end up married. Yet here I am, standing in front of the mirror, wearing a black gown, already married to my nightmare—Nikolai De Moretti. During the wedding ceremony, the room was decorated with roses and scented candles. The fragrance that once brought me peace now feels suffocating. I can't shake off the dread that has settled in my chest. For the first time, my reflection frightened me. I've never worn heavy makeup, let alone such dark makeup. I looked like a ghost: haunted, tainted, and frightening. Still, Nikolai showed me around, introducing me to the guests as if I were the most beautiful lady, his trophy wife.I exhaled sharply, shaking my head at my own folly. Stepping forward, I grabbed a wipe from the vanity and removed the makeup until my face was
Alessia Rossi I slid kohl into the waterline of my eyes, set it aside, and got up to take a final look in the mirror. The woman staring at me was unlike the one I knew. It appeared pale, with no blush on her cheeks or light in her eyes.A ringing bell disrupted my concentration, and my glance shifted to the watch, indicating it was time. It's time to step out as a bride. Bride of Nikolai De Moretti. My gaze fell on the red rose bouquet that Nikolai had previously sent in the hands of his valet. I crushed the fresh flowers between my palms one at a time before gathering them up. I took a deep breath, clutching the rose bouquet close to my chest, before heading out to face the battle. I've accepted my fate and realized that death is the only way out of the man I'm about to marry. When I first tried to escape him, he killed my mother and now my father, my brother. He killed my entire family. The Rossi Empire, which my father built with so much hard work, is now in ruins, all because
Alessia Rossi The air felt thick and heavy with the scent of expensive cologne when I slowly came back to senses. My body felt heavy as if I had been drugged or given something to knock me out. The back of my head throbbed with pain. My heart was pounding against my ribs. When my eyelids opened, the first thing I saw was the high ceiling. Its golden designs blurred as my mind struggled to wake up. My eyes widened slightly when I realized it was not my room. The creepy familiarity in the air sent chills down my spine. Panic set in, and I immediately sat up, panting heavily. Tears stung my eyes as images of fire that had consumed my world flashed before me. A loud cry escaped my mouth. I tried to run away, but my body felt too heavy to move even an inch. I barely had time to collect myself before I felt a large figure beside me. My head snapped, and my eyes widened in horror. Nikolai. The monster without a heart. The one responsible for ruining my life. He was sitting t
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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