For centuries, the Blackwoods and Marianos have been enemies. Their fathers built empires on war, their grandfathers wrote history in blood. Now, the weight of that legacy has fallen onto two men who should never have to stand on the same side.
One was forged in fire-fierce, dominant, ruthless. He speaks, and the world listens. He moves, and men either bow or die. He's known power, but never gentleness. Control, but never surrender.
The other was shaped by silence-calm, unreadable, a ghost in the dark. He does not chase, does not beg. He waits, watches, strikes when it matters most. And when he does, there's no escape.
Now, they are bound to an alliance neither of them wanted. Forced to work together, to trust where trust should never exist. But hatred is a fragile thing. It cracks under pressure, twists into something neither of them saw coming.
Desire.
Obsession.
A hunger that sinks too deep, that doesn't just burn.....it consumes.
But power doesn't allow love. There's no room for weakness in their world. No space for softness in a life ruled by blood and war.
Yet, in the quiet moments, between the gunfire, the threats, the sharp words meant to push the other away, there is something neither of them can name.
A touch that lingers a second too long.
A gaze that holds too much.
A fight that should have ended in blood... but didn't.
But in a world built on betrayal and enemies, love is more dangerous than hate.
Because the deeper they fall, the more they have to lose.
And when the time comes to choose between power and each other...
Will they destroy the world together?
Or will the world destroy them first?
Some things are never meant to happen the way that they happen. Some things are not supposed to break the way they break, but we are not in charge of this earth. We cannot oversee how things are fixed and how they break. We are only capable of putting the pieces back together...mending broken hearts and healing empty souls.
Why him? They ask her constantly. Why the heartless man to comfort the hurting soul? Because, she always responds, even after countless mood swings, crazy demands, constant reassurance, and stupid arguments, he never gave up on her.
Why her? They would ask her every time. He'd respond the same. Because I don't want to court her in bed. I want to love her in life.
Polar opposites attract. Elizabeth and Romeo attract. They just want to love each other in life through the pain, the agony, the abuse, the depression, the anxiety, the mafia, the breaking, the fixing, the helping, the hurting. It's just love at the end of the day.