The Devil Fell for Rooh

The world knew him as Alessandro De Luca, a man who built an empire with blood, fear, and absolute control. Ruthless enough to bury his enemies without remorse. Powerful enough to make people disappear. Love had never interested him. Possession did.

Then he met a woman who looked untouched by the world until you looked into her eyes.

Rooh carried herself like someone who had already died once. She laughed when expected, smiled when necessary, and left before anyone could mistake her for something worth keeping. Her body was covered in stories she refused to tell, and her heart had forgotten what safety felt like.

She never planned to stay.

He never planned to let her leave.

What begins as obsession soon unravels into something far more dangerous, exposing buried secrets, unspeakable violence, and a past determined to follow them both. But some ghosts cannot be outrun, and some wounds demand blood before they will ever close.

In a world ruled by power, loyalty, and unforgivable sins, the line between protector and captor begins to disappear.

After all, the greatest tragedy isn't falling in love with a monster.

It's realizing the monster may be the only one willing to burn the world for you.