From the moment Aurora Romano could walk, she was warned to stay away from him. Luca De Luca - the ruthless heir to Italy's deadliest mafia family. Cold. Cruel. Deadly. And terrifyingly silent. He never spoke to her. Not a word. Not a glance. Not even when they were children playing in the same villa courtyard. While others chased her with laughter, he stood in the shadows, watching. Always watching. To her, he hated her. His silence screamed of disdain. His sharp gaze felt like a knife. His presence made her heart race-for all the wrong reasons. But what she didn't know was that Luca had been obsessed with her for years. From the moment she smiled at him when they were eight and he didn't know how to smile back. Now, ten years later, she's grown into a fierce beauty-still soft-hearted, still scared of him. And Luca? He's no longer just the quiet boy in the corner. He's a man feared by everyone, even his enemies. Ruthless. Heartless. Unforgiving. She thought he hated her. But the truth is far darker. He was never ignoring her. He was waiting.

"𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩. 𝘖𝘩 𝘨𝘰𝘴𝘩, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘪 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰?"she said. The only thing she feared was his intense obsession "𝐈𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐢'𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐜𝐨𝐳 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞." Xavier Knight doesn't feel. Not love. Not guilt. Not regret. Raised in a house that never wanted him, he learned early that silence is safer than emotion-and power is better than peace. Cecily Rosso was light, softness, everything he was never allowed to touch. Until one day, she disappeared. Torn from his world without warning, leaving behind only a fading memory and the sound of her cries as she was forced into a car. Years later, she returns-no longer the innocent girl, but a confident, untouchable woman with her own empire and her own rules. She doesn't remember the way his eyes followed her. But he never forgot her. And now that she's back in his city, Xavier won't watch from behind a window. This time, he'll own her light- or destroy it.

"Get on your fucking knees," I whisper. She looks into my eyes, her own gaze searching, though I'm uncertain what for. Whatever she finds makes her sink down to the floor slowly with an unexpected kind of confidence, her gaze unwavering. "Take out my cock, Iris." Her breathing rapidly accelerates as she undoes my suit button in the middle of our bedroom, her tongue darting out to lick her lips as she frees my cock. She looks up at me for a moment, a hint of a smile dancing on her lips. Does she think this is funny? "You warned me that you'd fuck my face if I ever smile at any other man, didn't you?" she asks, before slowly licking my cock from the tip to the base, her eyes never leaving mine. Fuck. "Is that what you want, Nikolai?" ❝𝙉𝙞𝙠𝙤𝙡𝙖𝙞 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙬𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙭 𝙄𝙧𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨𝙤𝙧❞ She was engaged to the golden boy. Loved by his family. Protected by her brother. Promised to a future written in gold. But then she met him. Nikolai Blackwood was everything she wasn't supposed to want- her fiancé's older brother, her brother's best friend, the man with a stare sharp enough to ruin. Cold. Possessive. Unforgivable. He was the secret no one spoke about. The warning her fiancé whispered. And the moment he saw her, she became his obsession. Even if it meant betraying blood. Even if it meant burning everything. Because some men don't fall in love. They fall into possession.