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The Mafia King's Supreme Heiress
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  • Reads 42
  • Votes 5
  • Parts 5
  • Time 29m
Complete, First published Mar 21
Adrian Ansaldo - the enigmatic and feared mafia king of the Western world, is known for his strategic brilliance, brutality, and ability to dismantle empires with a whisper. He has conquered every rival, leaving nothing but loyalty or destruction in his wake.

Selene Zhao - is the heiress to Asia's most formidable crime syndicate. Groomed by her father, the current mafia emperor, she is lethal, intelligent, and destined to inherit an empire built on power and blood. While most underestimate her due to her gender, she is merciless in proving why she is the true successor.

In the brutal underworld of crime, when fate brings them together whether by conflict, partnership, or something deeper, the world trembles. They are undefeated individually, but unstoppable collectively. 

Adrian and Selene emerge as the unquestioned King and Queen of Sin, rewriting the story of love with blood, guns and betrayal. 

Will their reign last forever, or will the world's deadliest couple be brought down by their own sins?

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