She was in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now, she belongs to him. When innocent journalist Elena Carter witnesses a brutal mafia execution, her life takes a terrifying turn. Captured by Luca Moretti, a ruthless mafia boss with a dark past, she becomes his prisoner. But instead of fear, she feels an undeniable attraction to the dangerous man who holds her fate in his hands. Luca is a man who never lets his enemies live. Yet something about Elena makes him break all his rules. She's fire and defiance wrapped in beauty, a temptation he can't afford. But in his world, love is a weakness-and enemies are watching. Will she escape his grasp, or will she become the queen of his empire?
Elena Carter never thought a simple assignment would turn into a nightmare. She had been sent to a luxury club to gather intel for an undercover article, but now she was crouched behind a stack of crates in a dark alley, her heart pounding as she watched something she was never meant to see.
A man lay on the ground, blood pooling around him, his breaths ragged and shallow. Standing over him was Luca Moretti, the infamous mafia boss known for ruling the underworld with an iron fist. His sharp suit was pristine despite the violence that had just unfolded, his piercing gray eyes cold as he stared down at his victim.
"You should have known better," Luca murmured, his voice calm yet laced with menace. He lifted his gun, and before the man could utter another word-bang.
Elena stifled a gasp, pressing her hand over her mouth. Panic surged through her veins. She had just witnessed a murder. And now, she needed to get out before she became the next body on the ground.
She turned to run, but the sharp sound of a gun cocking froze her in place.
"Going somewhere, tesoro?"
Her blood ran cold. She turned slowly, only to meet the chilling gaze of Luca Moretti himself. He was watching her with amusement, but beneath it, she sensed something dangerous.
"I-I didn't see anything," she lied, her voice barely above a whisper.
Luca smirked, stepping closer until she could smell his expensive cologne mixed with the metallic scent of blood. "Oh, but you did," he said. "And now, you belong to me."
Before she could react, his men closed in. Strong arms wrapped around her, and a cloth was pressed to her mouth. The last thing she saw was Luca's smirking face before the darkness swallowed her whole.
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He is a young man without a spirit root. It is believed that this denies him the chance at cultivation. However, a mysterious lady imparts a Supreme Demon Classic to him and from then on, he starts his path of cultivation. He undergoes a total transformation to emerge as the most fearsome and powerful fiendish demon in his era, that even immortals and fiends are fearful of him, and saints are at his beck and call. Mastering the Supreme Demon Classic is the turning point in his life. He is able to unleash his immense and divine power from within, illuminating the entire universe!
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"