Italian don x indian actress He knew everything about her- from her favourite food to favourite colour, her deepest wounds to deepest desires, about her past and present. She was never the one to believe in love or commitments , she had her reasons for. She stayed away from the concept of love all her life- no after One tragic incident in her life. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦 - 𝘯𝘰, 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥. Her manager receives an invitation to a masquerade ball in Venice hosted by Sebastian, it was an exclusive event to the rich all across the world- businessman, actors and mafias. She felt lucky to be invited and decided to attend the ball, unknown to the carefully laid trap she was walking into, the trap Sebastian laid for his one and only obsession Will his obsession scare her away or pull her closer?

The air in the Seoul International University Hospital's ER was always thick with tension, but it turned to pure ice the night they brought him in. Jeon Jungkook. The undisputed Mafia Don of Seoul. The medical team moved with a frantic, precise energy that bordered on terror. They knew the unspoken rule: if he died on their table, the entire hospital would be burned to the ground as his men's tribute. The head cardiothoracic surgeon, Dr. Kim, barked orders, his voice cutting through the panic. Two of the top interns were scrubbed in to assist, their hands sheathed in sterile gloves, their hearts hammering against their ribs. One of them was Aadya Arora. While others saw only a monster on the gurney, Aadya saw the catastrophic physiology. As Dr. Kim called for anaesthesia, she stepped forward, her movements efficient and calm. She prepped the injection, her fingers steady as she found the vein in his powerful arm. The potent sedative flowed into his bloodstream. It was then that his eyes, dark as obsidian and blurred with pain, fluttered open. They locked directly onto hers. The surgical mask hid her face, but it could not conceal her most striking feature: her eyes. A shade of blue so rare it was almost unreal, like the heart of a glacier and utterly captivating. In that sterile, blindingly white room, those blue orbs were an oasis of calm and mystery. Jungkook, a man who commanded empires from the shadows, who dealt in absolutes and owned everything he desired, found something he couldn't possess in a single glance. Through the haze of agony and drugs, a primal, twisted obsession ignited. He was a man who took what he wanted, and in that fleeting moment before unconsciousness claimed him, he decided he wanted the woman with the blue eyes who held the power of life and death. The hunt, for the wounded king of the underworld, had just begun.