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*Pleasure*

*Pleasure*

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Feb 4, 2026
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Romance
Rhea Rossi, the fiery and headstrong daughter of Armando and Alina Rossi, heir to one of Italy's most powerful crime families. She has been trained to take over the organization but here comes Eros Galanis-the arrogant, dangerously charming son of Atlas Galanis, a feared Greek kingpin with a vendetta against her ------------------------ When a delicate truce forces them into the same world, their undeniable attraction ignites a war of its own-one of passion, hatred, and an intoxicating pull neither can resist. Will they survive the fire...or be consumed by it. " I hate that even when I want to put a bullet between your eyes, I still want to taste your lips first." " And I hate that no matter how much you fight me, you'll always crave the way I ruin you Rhea," Eros grinned.
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"𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚." Olivia groaned and crossed her arms, standing her ground. "Don't tell me what to do. You're not my dad." Amusement filled Santino's gaze as he stood up, abandoning the papers he desperately needed to read and sign. Yet, all that was forgotten as her bewitching lips protruded. "I might not be your dad but," a midnight lock of hair was pinned behind her ear, "I can be your papi." Shuddering, her body drew closer to him, betraying her mind. "You're sick." Taking the nape of her neck, Santino leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "Yet you still dream about my touch, don't you, principessa?" ❦ When Santino Adriano discovers that the Bratva has betrayed their neutrality by secretly working with his family's enemies, he's determined to send a brutal message that cannot be ignored. His target? The Bratva kingpin's sister, Olivia Morozov-a sheltered girl who knows little to nothing about the dark underworld her family controls, having been shielded from the darker truths of her family's empire her entire life. Fresh out of boarding school and blissfully oblivious to the power struggle boiling beneath her feet, Olivia is suddenly whisked away from everything she's ever known and thrust into a world where loyalty is weaponised and power is the ultimate prize. As secrets and long-buried lies unravel around her, she realises she's caught in a game where the unrelenting fight for power holds more value than human lives-including her own. Santino is cold, calculating, and relentless - everything Olivia should fear. Yet, she is intrigued by by his deadly nature. The line between fear and attraction is thin, and like a moth to a flame, she seeks him out, unafraid of the burn it may cause. She's never known anyone like him-an older, dangerous man who makes her question everything she thought she knew about desire. Olivia just didn't expect her captor to be so handsome.

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