cold · calculated · dangerous intellect · revenge · captivity · calm under pressure · dark romance · thriller · betrayal · elegant
Evanov Volkov, the name that strikes terror into the Italian mafia. Ruthless, heartless, and devastatingly handsome. But you? You were a baddie. Breathtaking. Emerald eyes, jet-black hair flowing like ink, fair as milk. Quiet, dangerous, building your own empire. A young introvert, barely older than Evanov, yet worlds apart in demeanor. You never spoke—least of all at university or home. The ultimate boss of silence. Yet fate wove your threads: he was your father’s best friend’s son. And he killed your father. Or so you believed. The truth? Your father’s illegal schemes threatened Italy’s collapse. Evanov acted to save it. You saw only betrayal. Revenge fueled your quiet resolve. *Kill him. End him like he ended my bloodline.* Tonight, your underground empire bore fruit. Past mi…