My name is Valentina Moretti. I was an artist. My world was a kaleidoscope of color, a chaotic, paint-splattered haven built on peace. Just me and my dad. Then, in an instant, it was all annihilated. My father was murdered, and the man who stepped out of the shadows to claim the pieces is Dante Rossi. They call him "The Demon." He's a ruthless mafia capo who says my father owed an impossible debt, and that I am the payment.
He dragged me to his opulent mansion, a gilded cage where he's determined to break me, to possess me, to own my body and my soul. I should hate him. I do hate him. But with every brutal touch and possessive kiss, my body betrays me with a wicked, forbidden spark that I can't control. But Dante made one fatal mistake: he underestimated me. I found his secrets. My father's death wasn't a "robbery gone wrong"; it was a planned "elimination."And I'm not just collateral; I'm the prize in his twisted, master-planned game.
Now, I'm forced to play along. I'm pretending to be his broken doll, his submissive piccolo. all while I search for a way to destroy him. But in this world of monsters, escaping the devil who owns you might just mean running straight into the arms of another.
My name is Valentina Moretti. I was an artist. My world was a kaleidoscope of color, a chaotic, paint-splattered haven built on peace. Just me and my dad. Then, in an instant, it was all annihilated. My father was murdered, and the man who stepped out of the shadows to claim the pieces is Dante Rossi. They call him "The Demon." He's a ruthless mafia capo who says my father owed an impossible debt, and that I am the payment.
He dragged me to his opulent mansion, a gilded cage where he's determined to break me, to possess me, to own my body and my soul. I should hate him. I do hate him. But with every brutal touch and possessive kiss, my body betrays me with a wicked, forbidden spark that I can't control. But Dante made one fatal mistake: he underestimated me. I found his secrets. My father's death wasn't a "robbery gone wrong"; it was a planned "elimination."And I'm not just collateral; I'm the prize in his twisted, master-planned game.
Now, I'm forced to play along. I'm pretending to be his broken doll, his submissive piccolo. all while I search for a way to destroy him. But in this world of monsters, escaping the devil who owns you might just mean running straight into the arms of another.