They say monsters don't feel.
They say mafia men are made of stone—blood on their hands, ice in their veins, and nothing behind their eyes but darkness.
They haven't met him.
Noha.
He was feared by all. The king in a suit. Cold. Ruthless. Broken. Every night, he drowned his pain in whiskey, his eyes bloodshot, his soul numb. He didn't laugh. He didn't care. He didn't feel.
Because once, long ago… he did.
And it destroyed him.
His greatest love—gone in a blink. Ripped from his arms. Since that day, he buried every emotion, swore never to feel again. He built walls no one could ever climb.
Until I walked in.
Me—Lisa. The good girl with strict parents. Sweet. Soft. Innocent. I didn't know who he was. I didn't care.
I hated the mafia.
But fate doesn't knock. It shoves you into rooms you were never supposed to enter.
The night I stepped into his world by accident, I saw more than just a mafia boss.
I saw a man who looked at me like I was a ghost.
And for the first time in years…
He smiled.
He didn't tell me why. He didn't tell me who he really was.
But his demons knew my name the moment I said it.
And I had no idea…
That smile was the start of everything.
Love. Lies. Pain. Passion. Possession. Jealousy. Darkness.
The truth that could destroy us both.
And a love story that was never meant to be soft.
It was meant to burn.