Love, Livia.

[BOOK ONE]

In her mundane world, people go about their business. Working, slaving away to the capitalist society they live in. If you can't make it. You get swallowed whole. Into nothingness I suppose.
She had a plan. She wouldn't allow the world to change her.
She wouldn't allow him to change her.

In his world, it was killed or be killed. He had no compassion. Everything about him screamed anger, intimidation, and nothing but coldness. He had no heart. At least not when it came to others. And not when it came to her.
The world had changed him. He believed for the better.
He would conquer her.

Livia Blue was quite the opposite of her name. Her parents must have been high when they sealed her fate by naming her after her surname. Livia meant blue and her surname happened to be Blue. She was hardworking though. Never scared of work, and she was kind. Often too kind for her own good. But she lacked one thing. One thing that did, in fact, make her blue.

Gabriel Bernardi had matched his name. Head-strong, cold and calculating. Would you be any other way? Having grown up in a castle overlooking everything below. The perfect life. But underneath that 'perfect life' was the truth. The truth to why he is who he is. He told himself that he could never love another.

As two worlds collide. Two worlds that never should have collided. What will happen between these two beings of such different nature?

WARNING: Story contains violence, mature themes, strong language, sexual content and suicide ideation.