63 parts Ongoing A Dark Mafia Romance
The first time Damien Volkov saw him, the world slowed to a whisper.
The boy-no, the young man-stood in the street , books clutched to his chest, dark lashes fluttering as he laughed at something his friend said. A softness surrounded him, something untouched by blood or power. I want him. The thought was immediate, absolute.
Damien Volkov was a man who didn't ask. He took.
The world bent to his will; cities crumbled at his command. He had killed without hesitation, built an empire on the bones of the weak. Love was nothing but a tool, a weakness he had burned out of himself long ago. His wife, his mistresses, his children-mere obligations.
But Luca Ivanov?
Luca, with his bright, intelligent eyes and that shy, hesitant smile? Luca, who had no place in Damien's world of blood and brutality?
but would He would belong to him.?
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