Author’s POV
The morning sun rose slow and golden, spilling across the courtyards of both palaces like it, too, had been invited to witness the chaos.
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Sealed in Heat
HIS ADDICTION
18+ He was chaos in a tailored suit. She was poetry in motion. And fate forced them to burn together. Shrii Mehra was raised behind the closed doors of crime, yet she danced like she still believed in beauty. The daughter of an Indian underworld tycoon, she lived quietly, far from the blood that paved her father's empire. Until the day she became the price. When Luca De Santis-Italy's most feared mafia don-arrives to settle her father's debt, he doesn't demand money. He demands her. Cold, commanding, psychotic in his obsession, he offers no escape. The deal is sealed. A forced marriage. A gilded cage. A man who whispers death but watches her dance like she's a goddess. He is touch-me-and-die possessive, cruel when crossed, and soft only in the dead of night when insomnia drags his demons out. She is fragile yet fiery, trying to hate him-but his obsession makes it impossible. As darkness and desire blur, Shrii must decide: Can she survive loving the devil-or will he consume her whole? --- And then there's her best friend, Rhea... fiery, reckless, and about to be dragged into hell with her. Rhea Kapoor's mouth gets her in trouble. But when her digging into mafia corruption leads her to Matteo De Santis-the cold, unreadable younger brother of the don-she bites off more than she can handle. Matteo doesn't threaten. He acts. So when Rhea pokes around too close to secrets, he does the only thing that makes sense to a De Santis...he kidnaps her. Rhea's sharp tongue clashes with his quiet, ruthless intensity. But in between the war of words, secrets slip. Heat rises. And something far more dangerous than hate begins to burn. She's everything he can't afford. He's everything she swore to fight. --- Two women. Two De Santis men. One world of blood, betrayal, and addictive, all-consuming love. This isn't just a romance. It's obsession. It's revenge. It's fate, wrapped in silk and stained with sin.
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