𝙴𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚂𝚘𝚕 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 doesn't do mercy. She does revenge. An assassin draped in silk and armed with sharper knives, sharper comebacks, and a promise to make the Russian responsible for her sister's death bleed. 𝚁𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚘𝚟 has never met a bad decision he didn't enjoy. The Bratva's deadliest assassin is gorgeous, charming, and dangerously unhinged-a psychopath in designer suits with a smile pretty enough to make people forget he's the reason they're dying. When the truth behind her sister's murder changes everything, an unwilling alliance forces them into a war against the Serbian mafia. They're lethal together. They're worse when they can't keep their hands off each other. ******************* 𝚃𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚜:- Enemies to Lovers. Slow-burn. Assassins. Forced proximity. Touch her and you die.

Their first meeting? A disaster. An auction in Paris. One look. One insult. And an immediate, mutual decision- i hate that fucker. ᴍᴀᴅᴇʟʏɴ ʟᴀᴜʀᴇɴᴛ-French mafia princess, sharp-tongued, reckless, and impossible to control, has never met a man she couldn't outtalk, outplay, or walk away from. Until him. ᴀᴅʀɪᴀɴᴏ ᴅᴇ ʟᴜᴄᴀ -Italy's future Don, cold, ruthless, and used to getting exactly what he wants, has never met a woman who didn't know her place. And that's about to change. They hated each other at first sight. And second. And third.... Every encounter worse than the last. Every word sharper. Every glance a challenge. So walking away should've been easy. It would have been... If their families hadn't already decided otherwise. Because in their world, love doesn't matter. Power does. And now, bound by a mafia alliance marriage, two enemies are forced into a union neither of them wants. Where hatred simmers, tension burns, and every fight feels a little too close to something dangerously unfamiliar. But being enemies isn't their only problem. The Serbs are watching. Waiting. And more than ready to tear their alliance and their marriage apart. The question isn't whether they'll fall for each other. It's whether they'll survive long enough to figure it out. ʙᴏᴜɴᴅ ʙʏ ᴀʟʟɪᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴅʀɪᴠᴇɴ ʙʏ ʜᴀᴛᴇ.