Sin at the Opera She's fearless. He's dangerous. And desire is their deadliest weapon. When brilliant lawyer Maya Sokolov crosses paths with Vaughn Morozov - the Bratva's untouchable heir - lust and obsession collide. Every look, every touch, every secret could destroy them... or ignite a passion they can't escape. Dark, twisted, and addictive - this is a love that doesn't forgive. --- "One look. One touch. One dangerous obsession that could consume them both." --- TROPES: .DARK ROMANCE .ENEMIES TO LOVERS .MARRIAGE OF CONVENIENCE .BROTHER'S FRIEND .RUSSIAN MAFIA HEIR AND HEIRESS .SLOW BURN .BOY OBBSESSED .POSSESSIVE FEMALE LEAD .MAFIA HUSBAND x LAWYER WIFE .THE BEAST x HIS MATCH --- SIN AT THE OPERA is the first book in the opera trilogy. This is NOT a standalone. SIN AT THE OPERA IS A DARK ROMANCE BOOK INSPIRED BY THE RINAKENTUNIVERSE ALL CHARACTER BELONG TO RINAKENT AND THIS IS ONLY FICTION , A WORK OF MY IMAGINATION

Two childhood friends. One turned golden boy loved by all, shining on the court and in the classroom. The other became a shadow dangerous, sharp-edged, and unapologetically cruel. Years later, college brings them back into each other's orbit. But nothing is the same. Not the stolen glances, not the late-night silences, and definitely not the way one of them now feels like the beginning of a war. What begins as a slow unraveling soon spirals into something darker. Secrets claw their way to the surface. Loyalty turns to obsession. Love becomes a game of power, punishment, and possession. This isn't a story of soft touches or sweet confessions. It's about chasing the villain, even when you know he'll ruin you. Especially when you want him to. Some stories aren't written to be safe. Some are written to hurt and still, you beg for more.

LANDON KING x JEREMY VOLKOV There's something about Him that I can't quite shake. An unexplainable obsession that consumes my thoughts, driving me to extremes I never thought possible. He's become more than just a rival; he's an enigma I'm determined to unravel. As my obsession with him intensifies, so does my vow to destroy him. I'll tear down everything he holds dear, leaving him broken and defeated. When our rivalry reaches its climax, I'll emerge victorious, owning him in every sense of the word. Disclaimer: I DO NOT own most of the characters. They are a part of the Legacy of Gods series by Rina Kent. This is merely my take on 'what could have been.' Disclaimer 2.0: Landon and Jeremy (along with all the other characters in this story) are my interpretations of them from Brandon and Nikolai's POVs, because they're my babies. Most-if not all-of the characters differ from their RKverse versions, personality wise. There were things I disliked about the OCs, so I took the creative liberty to change them in this fanfic according to my moral compass. As a result, they might be boring to some. I'm just putting this disclaimer here so no one ends up disappointed. In other words: reduce your expectations to zero.

𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐊𝐎𝐕 & 𝐕𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐙𝐎𝐕 "𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮... 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬... 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲... 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐬, 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞..." He was never supposed to want her. Now he'll destroy anyone who tries to take her. Vaughn Morozov is untouchable-ruthless, feared, and utterly without mercy. As the heir to the Bratva, he was raised to take, to own, to break. And from the moment he laid eyes on Annika Volkov, she became his. She just doesn't know it yet. Annika should hate him. Fear him. Run from the obsession that coils around her throat like a noose. But Vaughn doesn't believe in should. He believes in possession. In control. In making sure she knows that no matter how hard she fights, she will always belong to him. And if she dares to leave? He'll burn the whole world down to bring her back. Because love isn't sweet. Not with a man like him. It's dark. Twisted. Poisonous. And she wouldn't want it any other way.

"Matryoshka" A doll that learns to love the hands that crack its porcelain and the hands that mend it. _________________________________________ Jeremy had me pinned against the shattered remains of an antique mirror, glass teeth biting into his palms as he struggled to keep his breathing even. "Adorable" Jeremy cooed, pressing the cold barrel of a gun beneath my chin. "You're shaking." A razor-blade smile. "With rage." Lie. My stomach coiled tight as Jeremy's free hand slid under my shirt counting my ribs like a butcher pricing cuts. "Liar." The safety clicked off. "Your pulse is begging me to stop." I forced a laugh, even as my vision blurred at the edges. "Then you're bad at listening." The gun fired into the ceiling and I flinched, shame burning hotter than the gunpowder scent between them. Jeremy licked the tear from my cheek. "There it is." {Jeremy x Landon}