Geniusml Stories

**cover credits to the original publisher** ''Avenge me '' These were the last words of Lilac Giovanni to Daphne Bianchi, the heir to the throne to one of the most feared Mafia -the Italian mafia. Daphne was devastated seeing her best friend dead on the floor. She was in utter disbelief.Her lily was no more. She promised Lilac, who was lying motionless on the ground in a puddle of her own blood, that she would rip apart the culprit behind all of this. After all nothing was impossible for Daphne Bianchi. The Bianchis were a famous name in the realm of underworld. Illegal weapon supplies, human traffickings, assassinations you name it. But there master mind was someone who the people never dared mess with-'Daphne Bianchi'. The daughter of Alessandro Bianchi. The head behind most of the organizations of the Italian mafia. But there's always someone who's on par with you. (*side note:the one whom your parents compare you the most with*) And for Daphne it was Lucas Giovanni. The heir of the Giovanni industries. Good looks, check. Filthy rich, check. Athletic, check. Blue eyes, check. Genius genes, double check. He was everything a girl could ever ask. But too bad, the famous Lucas D. Giovanni was know as the devil in the corporate world. He was a devil in search for his queen. The queen of the under world, Daphne. His trap laid out just for her to walk into. His prey that he is going to cherish forever. But What would happen when his prey walks straight into his trap that he had laid just for her. Would the prey realise her mistake before falling into the devil's trap or will the devil shallow her whole before she can realise it. The story of a revenge seeker & a cold hearted hunk who reunite in a cruel game of hide & seek. Where they are the seekers. Would the revenge seeker be successful in seeking her revenge escaping the the hunk.

She came to Chicago with two suitcases, a thousand dollars, and a thesis that her committee called a masterpiece. He came with an IQ of 233, a Fields Medal, and absolutely no interest in inefficiency. Janan Aryan didn't expect her first day at UIC to include sleeping on a couch, forgetting the name of the project she was literally funded to research, and being informed - at 8:01 AM - that she had already committed her first strike. Dr. Julian Archer doesn't do warmth. He does systems, optimization, and the quiet, devastating precision of a man who has never once been wrong. To him, Janan is a variable in his research equation - one that arrived fifty-four seconds late and needs to be brought up to standard. To Janan, Julian is simply beyond the scope of anything human. A moving brain. A theorem with a jawline. Definitely not someone she needs to worry about. She is wrong about that last part. Maximum Power Transfer: a slow burn about the world's most efficient man and the Iranian PhD student who was absolutely, completely, not falling for him.

The person you thought was your home... and the person who actually was.