Kiara Kendral

Trigger warning ⚠️ This story contains adult scenes, violence, and r*p*. It dives into raw themes, exploring dark angst which may be triggering. Please tread carefully. In a family of organized crime, I, Demiexio Kirill Kutznetsov was at the center of it. As a Bratva leader, I am a third-generation trillionaire Don who followed the one single rule that has transcended through time: Produce an heir apparent to keep the family legacy from being wiped out of existence. After all, a Bratva leader without a predecessor is like a cow awaiting slaughter. I had an heir named Matvey but he was stolen from me at only three years old. My poor son is gone and missing with no hopes of ever reuniting with him in this life. I repaid every heartbreak with vengeance. Every tear with bloodshed. Every rage with retribution. I will show mercy to none. But now an uncanny boy appeared before me, way too feminine and claiming to be my lost boy. ***** If they didn't come looking for me that cold, rainy night with a rather bizarre proposition would I, Lamia Torres have done things differently? If only I had skipped my job for one night, just one night would this have been my fate? Would they have abducted me, and coerced me into making choices that had no turning back? Now, I am hunted and haunted. Marked and hidden away under lock and key. Will I forever be stuck in this pitch-black world that has no escape route? What will be my fate if the truth about my identity is ever revealed? With too many loose ends and the thin line between the world of fantasy and reality blurring, can I make it out of here in one piece before this cold, catastrophic storm swallows me whole?