“Bound by Blood, Tied by Desire”
💀 Main Characters:
Elena Voss (26)
Sharp-tongued, fearless journalist with a hidden vulnerable side.
Believes in justice but haunted by her brother’s death, which she suspects was tied to the Mafia.
Smart enough to fight, stubborn enough to get hurt.
Damien Rossi (32)
The cold, calculating heir to the Rossi Mafia empire.
Known as “The Devil of Naples.”
Keeps everyone at arm’s length — until Elena tests his control.
His weakness: he doesn’t kill innocents… but he can’t let her go.
Luca Marino (30)
Damien’s right-hand man and secret rival.
Ambitious, dangerous, and obsessed with Elena for his own twisted reasons.
Let's start.
The rain hadn’t stopped for hours.
Elena Voss sat in her small apartment, the glow of her laptop screen reflecting in her determined eyes. Her fingers danced across the keyboard, finishing the last sentence of her exposé — “The Rossi Empire bleeds the city in silence.”
She leaned back, exhaling sharply. Months of research. Sleepless nights. Lies, bribes, danger. All of it for this moment.
Her phone buzzed.
Unknown number.
She frowned and answered.
“Hello?”
A deep male voice, smooth but chilling, spoke on the other end.
> “You should’ve kept your pretty nose out of my business, Miss Voss.”
The line went dead.
A shiver ran down her spine. Before she could react, there was a knock at the door. Three slow, deliberate knocks.
Her breath caught.
“Who’s there?” she whispered. No reply.
The second she stepped closer, the door burst open. Three men in black stormed in, their faces hidden, their movements swift.
“Wait— what are you—!”
A gloved hand covered her mouth. Darkness swallowed her.
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When Elena opened her eyes again, the world was different.
The air smelled faintly of expensive cologne and smoke. She was seated on a leather chair, wrists tied with something soft — silk.
A low voice came from behind her.
> “You write about devils, Miss Voss. But you’ve never met one.”
She turned.
A man stepped out of the shadows — tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in black. His dark eyes glimmered like onyx under the warm light, unreadable and dangerous.
“Who are you?” she demanded, forcing her voice steady.
He smirked. “You already know my name.”
Her heart sank. Damien Rossi. The man her article had exposed.
“You think kidnapping me will silence me?” she snapped.
He took a drag of his cigarette, exhaled lazily, and walked closer.
> “No. I just want to understand how far a brave little journalist will go before she breaks.”
“Do your worst,” she spat.
He leaned down until his breath brushed her ear.
> “Don’t tempt me, Elena.”
His tone sent a chill down her spine.
He straightened, flicking ash into a crystal tray. “You’ll stay here until I decide what to do with you. And trust me…”
He met her gaze — dark, cold, beautiful.
> “Death would’ve been kinder.”
The door closed behind him, leaving her alone in the silence.
Elena exhaled shakily. Her wrists burned. Her pulse raced. But her mind whispered one thing —
I will not break.
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