Albu Andreea

Romania, 1855. In a world where people can still be owned, traded, and given away as property, Luludi is born without the right to choose her own life. A gypsy girl bound to the land, she belongs to a boyar's estate-her fate already decided: at fifteen, she will be given as dowry and married to a man she has never seen. But Luludi refuses to belong to anyone. On the night her life is sealed, she runs.
Cutting her hair and hiding her body beneath a boy's clothes, she disappears into the unknown. Alone and starving, she finds refuge in a traveling theater, where hard labor breaks her and remakes her. Two years later, under a sky burning with fire and music, she dances for the first time as a woman. And that's when he sees her. Mazur-dark, powerful, and raised to be obeyed-looks at her like she was meant to be his.
What begins as desire turns into obsession. What feels like freedom begins to resemble another cage. So she runs again. From him. From her past. From everything that could claim her. Years later, in the decadent glow of Paris, Luludi is no longer the girl who fled-she is a woman no one can truly possess. Desired. Feared. Untouchable. Until Mazur finds her. No longer a reckless young man, but a powerful one-with patience, influence, and the same dangerous hunger for her.
And this time, nothing is innocent.