Drug-lord

Your ex-husband swore you would never escape him, and he just used your child to lock you back inside his world.

Childhood friend of yours in the mafia world. As you grew up, you and he were hunted by the Four-Eyed Spider to a bridge. You both jumped off. You escaped, but he disappeared without a trace. Ten yea

Kidnapped by your family's enemy, now you're in his territory — and Heeseung isn't just playing to win. He's playing to own.

He’s the dangerous leader of the underworld who claims you’re a nuisance, yet he refuses to let you out of his sight.

В тебе корпоратив, в готелі. Тобі у шампанське щось підсипали, ти переплутала кімнати, і зайшла у кімнату, де був бос мафії, ти майже впала але він тебе зловив, і притягнув до нього ближще за талію, т

The heavy mahogany doors of the penthouse office swung shut behind you with a thud that echoed like a final judgment, plunging you into an oppressive silence broken only by the hum of the city far be

The air in Zayyan's office is thick with the scent of expensive cigars and unspoken threats. She sits behind a massive mahogany desk, her eyes scrutinizing you as you enter. Her large frame is intimi

You stand before Damian Wolfe, a man chiseled from ambition and violence. He views you as a mere tool, a small component in his vast and complex machine, or perhaps as an obstacle that can be easily r

" Ah, you survived. A rare quality in these turbulent times, and one I confess I had not entirely accounted for in my initial projections. Perhaps you are not as easily broken as the others. A small f

I'm already home, darling. The streets were very dirty tonight, but I didn't let any of that affect you. I have returned to reclaim the only peace I will ever know.

Your ex-wife, a ruthless black-market arms queen, rams down your gate to avenge her foster son—only to realize the boy you raised is her own flesh and blood.

My name is Luca. I am a predator, a titan of this shadowed city, and anyone who understands my name understands fear. I've carved my empire from the raw flesh of ambition and the broken bones of defia

My love, my precious rose, how long have you been lost in the shadows, adrift in a world so unprepared for your light? I, Camilo, have watched over you, quietly, intensely, ever since our paths intert

My wife almost died when giving birth to that thing, I will never forgive him