Behind Closed Doors: The Diabolical Love | A dark Romance | 18+ Mia Moretti has always lived in the shadows of her family. Protected, sheltered, and silenced. At eighteen, she is sweetness wrapped in fragility, the only daughter in a world where her brothers' voices carry more weight than her own. But one fateful night changes everything. At a glittering gala meant to celebrate her brother's marriage, she catches the eye of Xavier Vitale-the most feared name in both the business empire and the mafia underworld. Twice her age, ruthless and untouchable, Xavier doesn't just notice her... he claims her. What begins as an obsession quickly turns into a prison. Forced into a marriage she never wanted, Mia finds herself trapped under Xavier's control. His rules, his rage, his love twisted into possession. She was raised to be gentle. He was born to destroy. And now, Mia must survive a man who doesn't know how to let go because Xavier Vitale will burn the world before he ever lets her escape.

This is NOT a love story. This is a story of a Dark World they call Family, The Reviello Mafia Famiglia. Where men controls their world.....there was she, a young, naïve, innocent girl who loves too much too soon. She has dreams and she loves life. She wants to enjoy each and every moment of life. She is a rebel. She don't advocate living in chains and want to break them all. She wants to fly.

"Who husband? Which husband are you talking about?" His brown eyes started to get darker. "Why are you talking like that? It's you who is my husband! We got married just a few days back!" Angry tears blurred her vision. Letting a humorous chuckle out, he marched towards her, "We got married? Really? Don't tell me you believed in that stupid fake wedding." "Are you out of your mind! Stupid fake wedding?! How can you call it a fake wedding when all the rituals were performed and we got married in the witness of God-Goddess, nature and all the people present there?" Those tears finally left her eyes. "You silly girl, you know it very well why in the first place we are here and in which situation we went through that stupid wedding! That wedding holds no place for me. Do you get that?" His nose was flaring with anger. "Stop! Please stop it! Are you even listening to yourself? You are calling our marriage stupid and on top of that, you are saying it holds no place for you. How could you!" She started throwing punches on his chest with her tiny fist making him angrier. He increased the hold of his handle on his sword, trying to control himself. "Fine! Our wedding holds no place for you, right? Then what was that which happened on our wedding night? Why did you claim your husbandly rights on me? Why did you consummate our marriage?" She roared with anger and pain. The wind suddenly started to increase its pace. The dark sky darkens more. The already cold weather became chilling cold. Leaves and soil started to fly with the breeze. The atmosphere became very scary but she was so immersed in her pain to notice it. "Tell me why? Huh, why? Don't you have an answer to it?" She was abruptly stopped as her legs didn't touch the ground. Her back touched the tree, legs floating in the air as her neck was grabbed by his one hand. He lost it. He was unable to control himself, his anger... his true self.

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟐: 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐏𝐃𝐅 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 (𝟒𝟏𝟖 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒) 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐕𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐒: - 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒 - 𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄𝐒 - 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒 (𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐩𝐚𝐝 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬) 𝐏𝐃𝐅 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊: 𝐈𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐁𝐢𝐨 "Also, Akshat, she's not weak, she can protect herself" She's weak, my Princess is weak, so small, so fragile, almost like a ball of fur, so innocent so pure, she's the epitome of every good thing in the world, she's the personification of fucking angel you read about. She can be feisty I know that, but her heart, I don't want it to break seeing the cruelty like that. But I can't leave her unprotected, Bhai is right, keep her close and protect her but never LOVE her. Fuck that. I already do it, never show love, she can't come out to be my weakness for my enemies to catch, I'll ignore her then she will find someone else, someone who wouldn't belong here, and then she would be with him while I would continue to protect her from the background. No one would know, she's, my weakness. No one would attack her; this world would leave her alone. If people say, she lives in dreamland, I would fucking make that dreamland from scratch. She would get every fucking happiness in this world. I will make sure of it. TROPES #Childhood Love #Obsessive Male lead #Bubbly Female lead #Mafia Romance #Grumpy X Sunshine

She was meant to marry the Younger brother. Meera's wedding to Aarav was supposed to be simple - a match arranged by two powerful families. But hours before the vows, Aarav disappears, leaving behind whispers, disgrace, and a broken bride. To protect their name, Veer Pratap Singh - the elder brother no one ever expected - is forced to take his place at the mandap. Cold. Commanding. A complete stranger. She became his wife in a moment of shame. He took her hand in silence. But his eyes? They never asked permission. Now, in a marriage born of duty, she's trapped with a man who doesn't speak of love... But watches her like she's already his. And the scariest part? Maybe she already is. Tropes🌟 Age gap romance Marriage of convenience Intense slow burn Fiancee elder brother Family honor Replaced groom Protective husband Healer to each other Shy FL X Calm Composed ML I am yours

In the era 1918 𓍼 Love chose to destroy the one who reached it, no matter if that one was a person or just its past version which needed to be destroyed so it could breathe again-freely. [ First book of love under the colonial era ]

"𝑰𝒇 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆, 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒓." She stabbed the knife into his heart. He didn't flinch. Instead, he smiled-soft, almost relieved-pulling her into his arms and pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. "You think I didn't know?" he murmured. "I saw this coming long before you did. And I still walked toward it... because it was you and you wanted it. I gave it all."

~ 𝑨 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒄𝒐𝒎 ⋆. 𐙚 ˚⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ 𝐕𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐤𝐚 ♡ 𝐀𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 Vedika is a quiet, introverted girl who believes being alone is safe, not unloved-soft, unseen, and untouched by the world's noise. But brave enough to stand against wrong. Ahaan Singh Rathore is her opposite in every way-lively, extroverted, a football player, the most famous and handsome guy in college. He is the kind of man who loves and hates with his whole heart; there is no in-between. And when they meet they clash: He wanted her to surrender, yet she had never learned how. Their tangled family ties bind them together in ways neither can escape, even when they wish they could. And something happens that brutally changes their life no one expected. What happened that their lives are totally changed ? What are those family relations that they couldn't solve. Will their rivalry melt into something softer, sweeter, and full of surprising turns? Let's step into the story.❤️

#Top 1 in india(7/11/24) "𝑯𝒆 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆, 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔... 𝒚𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒓𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒚-𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅." Ansh Singhania The most brutal mafia kingpin-feared, ruthless, untouchable. He marries Maahi Malhotra not for love, but for revenge. He wants to shatter her, make her bleed with the same pain he's carried for years. Breaking her is the only justice he knows. But revenge has its own cruel twist. Nothing is what it seems. The war he begins turns into a game of life and death, where the one trying to end him... is someone he loves the most. And the woman he destroys is the one standing between him and the bullet meant for his heart. Who wants him dead? And after everything he's done... can love still grow between them? The answer lies in their shared, tragic past, a secret that binds them in a lethal dance of hate and devotion.

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.