From scraped knees in kindergarten to the dizzying complexities of college, Lalina's world had always revolved around Miu. Her devotion wasn't just protective; it was a smothering, obsessive shroud, shielding Miu from every whispered secret, every potential suitor, every hint of closeness with anyone else. It was her purpose, her reason for being. For Lalina, it was the purest form of love, fierce and unyielding, a love that demanded nothing in return, or so she told herself. But for Miu, it was a suffocating cage, an invisible leash that tightened with each passing year, breeding a quiet, seething hatred deep within her, a hatred Lalina refused to see. Then, Miu dared to fall in love with someone else. Despite Lalina's fervent contradictions, despite her desperate, tear-filled declarations of unwavering love, declarations that now felt like pathetic pleas, Miu shattered the cage. She married. For Lalina, the world imploded, the sun extinguished, leaving her in perpetual darkness. Accepting a fate she couldn't control, a fate that felt like a personal betrayal, she fled Thailand, vanishing for twelve agonizing years, each day a hollow echo of what could have been. But destiny, a cruel puppeteer, had not finished its dance. When news of her mother's ailing health finally drew Lalina back, the universe conspired. A chance encounter, brutal in its suddenness, thrust her face-to-face with Miu once more. What future awaited them? Could she bear to lose Miu again? Or was she destined to relive the same heartbreak, forever trapped in the echo of a love that could never be?

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒃 𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝑺𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑵𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒂𝒉 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓.

Olivia has wanted out of the mafia life since her mother was killed, but when she is for to marry the oldest Cortez to keep her brother from being killed, but she runs on the last night of their honeymoon. Three years later she is finally away from guns, drugs and anything illegal and raising her daughter the way she wants until her so called husband kidnaps them. Antonio Cortez is the oldest of his brothers and the head boss of the Italian Mafia. When he first took over for his father he saw a beautiful young girl huddled under a tree crying several years later he is approached by the girls father and agrees to help him only if he gets his daughter. Three years after his wife ran he kidnaps her when one of his enemies threatens his family.

Prince is a chart-topping rapper hiding behind fame, control, and silence. Trey is a dancer chasing his dreams with nothing but talent and hope. When their paths cross on tour, attraction simmers in stolen glances, quiet moments, and dangerous proximity. As Prince fights the truth he's buried and Trey risks his heart again, love becomes something neither of them can outrun especially in a world watching closely, waiting for them to slip. "Stop actin like you don't wanna be around a nigga," Prince murmured in Trey's ear right before everything changed.

The main character in this book will be named Mia. Mia used to live in Tokyo with her mom and made a best friend named Elizabeth they practically grew up together but sadly mias mom passed away due to cancer so Mia had to move to la to live with her aunt. But Mia is officially 18 so she decides to move back to Tokyo to find Elizabeth. She happily found her until she figures out she is dating Bill kaulitz one of the most dangerous Mafia leaders but he was nothing compared to his brother Tom who took a liking to Mia...

I took a kingdom with blood and iron. I did not expect to lose control over a single boy. Elias is nothing. A mute servant with no voice, no power, and no place beyond quiet obedience in a palace ruled by fear. He survives by staying small, by avoiding notice, by never giving anyone a reason to look twice. Until I did. I am not a gentle man. I do not ask, and I do not release what I claim. What began as curiosity became something far more dangerous-an attachment I cannot ignore, and a need I refuse to name. He cannot speak. He cannot fight. He barely understands what I am making of him. Yet I pull him closer, step by step, into a place he was never meant to stand-at my side, under my gaze, and entirely within my control. And I do not let go of what is mine.

In a city where power is currency and mercy is a myth, Lucas survives behind a bar-soft, trembling, already half-broken by debts he never made. Then she sees him. Ariadne Wolfe, the mafia queen who does not love gently, does not want briefly, and never lets go. Taken as payment. Kept as possession. What begins as fear slowly blurs into longing, obsession tangles with devotion, and captivity starts to feel dangerously close to desire. This is not a love story born in light. It is forged in shadows-where control feels like protection, and surrender feels like fate.

Love isn't always gentle. Sometimes, it's cruel. Sometimes, it's obsessive. And sometimes, it's dark enough to ruin you. Mia Romano was born into silence, and the world ensured her suffering for it. As the mute daughter of the Chicago Mafia's consigliere, she was treated like a defect, a flaw to be erased. With no voice, she felt invisible at least in the ways that mattered. She was mocked, mishandled, and used. In her own home, she existed only when her father needed something to break. And even then, he didn't hesitate. Not once. By twelve, she understood the weight of fear like a second skin. She learned how to survive by shrinking, how to disappear without moving. But monsters have a way of sniffing out the quietest prey. Remo Vittorio was the worst kind of monster. As the Capo of Las Vegas, his name was spoken only in whispers, if at all. He didn't rule with fear; he was fear itself. He built an empire on blood and silence, a storm that came without warning, an executioner who didn't flinch. Men twice his size bowed to him. Entire families vanished under his orders. His mercy was a myth. He felt no guilt. He didn't believe in love. But the first time he saw her, fragile and wide-eyed, a porcelain doll surrounded by wolves, something inside him cracked. Not softened. Not healed. She was terrified of him, and that only made it worse. Because Remo Vittorio didn't know how to love gently. He only knew how to keep. And once something was in his grasp, he never let go. An angel was given into the hands of the devil himself.

"There is one condition for me to hire you.." "What is it? I'll do anything just hire me." "Pretend to be my lover."

Y/N is young, broke, and running out of options. Myoui Mina is rich, bored, and used to owning what she wants. What starts as help turns into an allowance. What turns into comfort becomes control. Mina calls it care. Y/N calls it survival. And when safety has a price, the sweetest things are always the most dangerous.