A mute girl finds herself entwined with a powerful mafia billionaire who becomes dangerously obsessed with her. Despite her silence, his intense feelings compel him to pursue her relentlessly, ultimately forcing her into a marriage she never desired caging her in his world. A broken soul will be broken more by a Sinner. This Sinner who loves sinning without repenting.... ...without remorse. Join the journey of the mute with her Sinner by reading this Story. **IT'S A DARK ROMANCE STORY WILL CONTAIL 18+ SCENES, VIOLENCE, ABUSE, NON CONSENT SCENES AND SWEARINGS 🤬. I DON'T SUPPORT ANY OF THEM. SO IF Ur UNCOMFORTABLE PLEASE AVOID THIS STORY. THANKS***

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

18+ ‼️ "you're fucking mine 𝗄𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗄, and I'm gonna consume you in every single way possible...but first i'm gonna start between your legs...just one taste, please, I'm fucking starving, I haven't tasted you in so long..." He says as he gets onto his knees, shoving his head under my skirt. ❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀❀ In a city where darkness reigns, Kailani, a beautiful teenager, lives blissfully unaware that she's being watched by a monster. Salvatore, the world's most feared mafia boss, has been silently stalking her, consumed by a deranged obsession. He doesn't just want her love-he wants to possess her completely, he wants her very essence, twisted and shattered to fit his delusions When the time is right, Salvatore kidnaps Kailani, dragging her to his mansion, a pleace where every room is a twisted shrine to his consuming madness for her. The walls are covered in frantic scribblings of her name, blood-etched mirrors, and stolen belongings of hers. Her life becomes a nightmare as Salvatore subjects her to psychological torment, demanding her love and violently crushing every escape attempt. His obsession festers, growing into a delusion where Kailani belongs to him-body, mind, and soul. Trapped in his psychotic web, Kailani must outmaneuver a man willing to destroy her to make her his.