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Thirteen years ago, Knight Martinelli, the second son of the Duke of Scania, was banished from the Pack after a crime was proven to have been committed by him and his mother. Thirteen years later, after the death of his father, he's back—not as the weak, illegitimate son Scania once knew, but as a dark Alpha whose goal is to take over the main throne and avenge his betrayal. And the Pack priestess is not safe. She's the reason he sold his soul; Scarred him, and he hates her more than he once loved her. On her, he's going to exact his revenge and madness until she begs for death to take her. But not every secret is out in the open, and before all is revealed, it might be too late. --- He stood over me as I knelt on the cold floor before the raging sacred fire, scared and vulnerable. "How does it feel, Ayra? How does it feel to be alone with no one to call on?" With the view of the fire so far away, I shivered from the cold, my hair sticking to my frozen face. "How does it feel to have lost your heart?!" "Heart?" He whispered. "I never had One."

"Sir your wife. Maya Alfredo was just seen working as a..." His tone cut his assistant short "My wife?surround the area NOW!" **** Though the crime is committed by her sister, Maya Alfredo is turned in by her parents to be punished by the Ruthless Don Damon Xavier, for selling information about the Costra Nostra to the police. Her world overturned and shattered, she is taken to the Don's Manor where she would be owned by him and treated like his plaything meanwhile knowing his intentions to destroy her. But then things gets dark in the Don's Manor. With the presence of Derinem Xavier. Maya doesn't stand a chance in Damon's furnace. Will he then destroy her and everything she loves for the sins he thinks she committed? Or does luck have other plans for her? Note— This is a dark romance. not all lovey dovey. ML is a psychopath. Trigger warnings!!!

*His eyes scanned my bruised face, searching for answers. A careful, gentle hand caressed my cheek, intensifying the turmoil in his gaze. "He did this to you." It wasn't a question; it was a statement. But I couldn't find my voice, trapped in frozen silence. Fear gnawed at my skin as I stood amidst cold-blooded killers, surrounded by chaos and lifeless bodies. And as he held the gun, I knew more bodies would soon drop.* *** To everyone else, she was a nobody. A vessel for their perverse desires, a desperate pawn willing to fulfill their every whim. A nearsighted girl, finding solace only within the pages of her books, a portal to escape reality. But what they failed to grasp was that behind those innocent blue eyes lurked a devil, dependent on her happiness, hiding in the shadows and watching over her. And that devil was prepared to sacrifice everything for her. The scariest part? She had no clue. *"Why do you act like you're in love with me?" "Jesus, Lily," he growled, "I TATTOOED YOUR NAME ON MY F*CK*NG CHEST!"*

"You're a dangerous woman, Elena," He reached, turning on the shower beside her head. "I think your demons are making you see things wrong, Mr. Rossi," she murmured through the water spilling down her head. He laughed, "They are right; you're my trigger," his nose buried into the crook of her neck, he muttered, sending shivers down her spine. "And too bad a lot of people cross you..." ***** Her life came crashing down when she signed a contract marriage with the calm President Nikolai Rossi, who only had eyes on one woman who wasn't her. To make matters worse, she couldn't help but fall in love with him and his son, knowing he'd never reciprocate. After a terrible divorce, three years later, Elena Vero is a mother of one. She now has to return to Italy for business, unfortunately falling into the waiting palms of her ex-husband, who surprisingly wants her back. But being his wife has never been a bed of roses and never will it be, especially when she finds out he isn't all that he seems.