Intro. Hadee Mansoori is the Mafia King — his power stains every continent. Governments kneel, dynasties tremble, wars pause when he breathes. Nothing in his life ever matters… until the day he sees Ruba in the library. One look, and the world stops. She doesn’t notice him, but he knows instantly. She isn’t temptation — she is fate sharpened into flesh. He reads souls like scripture, and hers is the first he ever reads as pure. Not weak — pure. The only softness his brutal world will ever allow.
So he watches her. A year. Every smile, every tear, every quiet breath she doesn’t know she shares with him. Desire turns feral, unbearable. He steals her.
She calls it kidnapping; he calls it taking what is his. Even before it is spoken, he knows her name — Ruba — as if the universe whispers it directly into his claim.
She can run — he always finds her. “Marry me willingly or I’ll drag you to the altar. Either way… you are mine.”
For the first time in his life, Hadee belongs to someone…
and Ruba