After witnessing the cold death of her parents in the hands of a dangerous Mafia boss, Elizabeth vows to take revenge. With an assistance from a friend, she finally meets the Mafia Boss but is entangled in a secret sexual relationship with him. Adam Mich, the infamous Mafia boss finds himself insanely attracted to Elizabeth who he initially selected as a wife to his brother and finds it hard to let go. Despite their pact, they fall deeply in love with each other whilst denying their feelings. Will Elizabeth's plan for revenge be fruitful or futile? What will happen when the truth of her parents death, her revenge plan and Adam's feelings come to the surface?
Elizabeth:
"You're not much of anything, Adam!" My father yelled into the phone. His brows furrowed and his face anxious as he kept looking out the window at a black van parked a few blocks away from our house.
Hanging up on the caller,he drops the phone and turns to me.
"I'm really sorry ruining the family dinner like this, Princess,but you have to come with me"
He gently grabbed my wrist and pulled me up from the dining table and led me upstairs to his room.
My mother frantically got up from her seat.
"What is it, Honey?" She tries to sound less panicked than she really was.
"Adam Mich" He said, signalling her to the van parked outside with a nod.
I followed him without asking questions, trying not to fall as I did.
My father is a police officer dedicated to his job regardless of the danger that looms. Sometimes the danger follows him home, just like this one.
"Stay in here Honey, don't come out unless I call for you and if I don't,find Lance! I love you." He kissed my forehead and hurriedly closed the door to the closet where he had hid me in.
I heard the door to his room lock twice. I didn't have the chance to say or do anything. I had questions, loads of them.
Straining my ears, I heard voices of people talking in rushed high tones. Arguing. I couldn't hear what the conversation was about,but it sounded tense.
The first sound of a gunshot almost blared my ears.
I clasped my hands over my mouth, trying not to scream against the sound of two more gunshots that followed soon after.
My heart felt like it would burst with all that beating it was doing. My mind raced at the thoughts of who was shot.
The sound of heavy footsteps approaching the room made all the hairs on my body stand on its ends.
The thought of it not being my father terrified me that I started to pray silently.
I peeped through the hole in between the closet doors to at least know my fate as the footsteps became closer.
The door bursts open, a tall, dark haired masculine figure with a tattoo of a viper snake on his right arm, walks in with a gun in hand.
Barely able to breathe now, I could already figure out the fate of my parents–and mine, very soon, as he searched under the bed looking for something.
His face was hard to see,he had his back to me the whole time.
He placed a call, sounding frustrating.
"You said there were three in the house, I can't find the boy!" He barked into the phone.
He was looking for me!. I gasped as quietly as I could with my hands still covering my mouth.
My razor cut blonde hairstyle had confused them into thinking I was a boy.
I slowly backed deeper into the closet.
"I've checked everywhere! The rooms, kitchen, garage,under the bed,the clos–. Damn it! The freakin closet!"
I hear him hang up and slowly turn his steps, laughing hysterically.
"Hello there, little guy" He says like he could already see me through the hole, taunting me as he takes slow steady steps to the closet.
I had only briefly returned to give my parents a surprise visit after fourteen years. No one would ever had imagined I would be hiding in the closet afraid for my life on the same fucking day!
My back pressed hard on the closet wall, I stared at the door waiting and listening. Panicking, I knocked to the side of one of my dad's shoes,with my elbow.
The wall behind me opened and I found myself falling into a dark space, landing face flat on the cold, hard floor.
Feeling lightheaded from the fall, I tried to stay alert. I heard the wall close up just in time before he reached the closet door.
"It's fucking empty! " He screamed.
The thoughts of my parents probably dead and the effect of the fall, ache my head and soul to the extent that I felt too exhausted and succumbed to darkness.
When I opened my eyes to the darkness again, I laid still and listened for any sound, too afraid to even breathe so I wouldn't be too loud.
Everything was silent.
I started to sob the tears I had held back trying to stay alive, the hot fluid mixed with sweat sting my eyes.
My phone vibrated in the pocket of my sweatpants, startling me..
For someone who is always on her phone,I had totally forgotten I had it on me.
Thank goodness I did.
It is Monica, my flat mate.
Because of the nature of his job, my father had sent me to live with my Aunt Nevelyn when I was only Ten years old.
Even that didn't help. Aunt Nevelyn, before her passing away, had been very paranoid that we'd be in danger if we stayed in a particular location for too long.
We'd moved from city to city after a period of at least two years.
It was after her death I decided to settle in Quebec city where I met Monica.
I let the phone ring over and over again, too afraid I may be found if I picked up.
Quickly setting the phone on silent mode,I turned on its flashlight.
The space looked like an old dusty underground tunnel. It had two parts; smaller and bigger sections.
The first section wasn't big enough for me to stand so I crawled my way out till I arrived at the much bigger section.
My knees started to hurt, the way down seemed further than I had anticipated.
I rubbed on my knees with my hand to massage the ache and soothe it a bit.
Who were those men and what did they want from us? I started to weep again.
My phone made a beeping sound indicating my phone was shutting down.
"Shit!" I cussed.
Trying to find my way through the darkness, I guided my steps with my hands on the wall until, I felt the button.
"My God!"
And the light rays hit my eyes.
Torn between guilt and survival, Alessia faces an impossible choice: avenging her family's brutal murder or fleeing from the deadly grasps of the mafia. Her life was turned upside down the night she defied her father's orders and snuck out of the mansion with her friend, Ella, for a night of clubbing. Returning home after a heartbreaking one-night stand with Dominic, who discarded her like a whore, she found her family brutally murdered. As the sole survivor, Alessia is haunted by the horrific events of that night. The weight of hidden truths and unanswered questions becomes almost unbearable as she struggles to piece together the shattered fragments of her life. Who could have committed such a heinous act? And will she be able to forgive once she uncovers the truth? Join Alessia on a harrowing journey to uncover the secrets behind her family's murder and discover what it truly means to be a mafia princess.
Sarah Bernard, an ambitious young lady is put in the crossroads between loving Smith, her billionaire boss or Lucas, her best friend of ten years. She eventually makes a choice and takes a chance at Smith when Lucas consistently fails to own up to his feelings for her. However, this choice affects her relationship with Lucas and comes back to haunt her later in future as it turns out Smith was only using her to get his father’s blessings as a heir to his company. He is already tied to another person, Paul, who doubles as his office personal assistant. This revelation opens up on the night of the arraigned wedding between Sarah and Smith, leaving Sarah completely heart broken. Her life is turned in two, and she desperately needs someone to confide in, Lucas. Unfortunately, when she leaves town to another place, she stumbles on one of his art pieces, and contacts him, but he’s no longer the same person anymore.
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
"Mr. Evans, please maintain some dignity. Don't forget I'm your brother's wife!" Having caught her husband and best friend together in the bed, Elena wanted nothing more than to exact revenge on the people she once called family. She refused to be a pitiful divorcee and vowed to make everyone who had once looked down on her beg for forgiveness. And to start with her newfound freedom, Elena indulges in a one-night stand with a stranger. However, what was meant to be a fleeting escape turns into a nightmare when she learns that the stranger is none other than her husband's older brother! Would Elena be free from the shackles of her marriage? Or would the mysterious stranger make her life a living hell since he seemed to have a personal vendetta against his family? [The story is 18+ and involves mature content.]
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren—the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet—already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"
[Cute Baby + Secret Identity + Powerful hero and heroine!] Caroline loved Damian with all her heart for five whole years. She devoted herself to him and lived humbly for his sake. However, when the couple faced a crisis, she hoped that the news of her pregnancy would fix their marriage, but what she got in return was just a divorce agreement. And to make things worse, while she was about to give birth, she had fallen into someone's trap and her life was in danger. After managing to survive such a harrowing experience, she was determined to cut all ties with the man. Five years later, she re-emerged with her head held high, being the CEO of a famous company. Those who used to bully her now got a taste of their own medicine. And the truth about the past gradually surfaced... Dazzled by Caroline's newfound confidence, her ex-husband wanted to get back together with her, but she just turned a blind eye to his advances. Damian pleaded desperately, "Honey, our baby needs both his parents. Please remarry me!"
In the previous life, Maggie Johnson was so cowardly, gullible and stupid that she was coaxed by her fiance and stepsister and then broke her legs and lost everything including her fortune, love and even life. However, she was so lucky that she was reborn in the year before everything happened. Since her life restarted, how could she repeat a previous tragedy? Therefore, in this life, she took the opportunity to improve herself and take revenge on the ones who had ever insulted her. Facing the people who had humiliated her previously, she became smart and experienced to break their frames and tricks that had caused her to hurt in the previous life. Finally, no one could stop her pace to amaze the world any more.