Wicket Pain

Wicket Pain

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Dimitri Ivanovich, The eldest son of the Bratva's most feared mafia family. A lawyer by name. A killer by blood. Born to rule, trained to destroy. Cold. Relentless. Danger in a tailored suit. Rhea Malhotra, The eldest daughter of India's most respected crime dynasty. Sharp-tongued. Fire-hearted. Raised in power, dressed in elegance, armed with wit. A storm in high heels. Their families? Loyal. Bound by history. Mafia royalty on both sides. They were supposed to be allies. Perfect on paper. A golden match. But Rhea hates Dimitri. And Dimitri? He lives to provoke her. Until a war threatens both empires- and the only way to survive... is together. He wants obedience. She wants to rip his crown off. But in the wreckage of hate, something wicked starts to bloom. ⸻ Will Rhea burn him first? Or will Dimitri make her love the fire?
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They tell me love is a pretty lie. A cruel deception. I wouldn't know-I've never been given the chance to believe in it. A daughter of the Cosa Nostra, passed from one husband to the next like a prized possession, I have learned one thing: a woman's value is measured in obedience. But then I come back, and he's there. Enzo Mancini. Silent. Ruthless. Untouchable. Except... I have touched him. Once, before the lies. Before the fire. Before he left me with nothing but ghosts of a boy who used to stare at me like I was his only sin. Now, he looks at me like I'm his reckoning. Like he's been starving. Like he'll ruin me all over again. The worst part? I want him to. Enzo Mancini She was never supposed to know the truth of that night. The blood on my hands. The fact that I let her believe I was the monster. I told myself I could let her go. That I could watch her slip through my fingers, fall into the hands of men who never deserved her. And I did. She doesn't know what I've done for her. How many bodies I've buried. How many sins I've committed in her name. She's everything I should stay away from. Soft where I am hard. Chaos where I am order. A temptation so dangerous, it should be a death sentence. But I can't stop. I can't stop watching her, wanting her, losing sleep over the way she lingers like a curse in the nightmares she inhabits. She calls me heartless, and like everyone, I let her believe it. She doesn't know that every step she takes away from me is another step toward a man who won't live long enough to touch what's mine. I saved her from the fire long ago, the same one I caused. And now, the flames are swallowing me whole. 17+ Mafia Dark Romance *Standalone*

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