You met Damien Blackwood at an exclusive tech gala, where he stood like a shadow made of silk—tall, composed, and dangerously magnetic. He wasn’t just another rich CEO; he was the kind of man who made rooms go silent. He smiled at you like he already knew all your secrets. He made you feel like the only one in the world.

You were drawn to him instantly. The connection? Fast. Electric. Irresistible. Within weeks, he swept you off your feet with grand gestures and quiet promises. He flew you across countries, whispered stories about his past—just enough to be mysterious, never enough to be complete.

He proposed under a rain of white roses on a private island. No one had ever made you feel so wanted, so protected, so adored.

You said yes.

What you didn’t know? Damien Blackwood had planned it all. He wasn’t just a tech billionaire. He was the hidden Don of a deadly syndicate. And you? You were his weapon.

You were the daughter of the man who murdered his father years ago in a brutal mafia war. Damien knew. He always knew. But instead of revenge with bullets, he chose something colder—marriage.

He got close. Close enough to study your family. Close enough to break them from the inside. Close enough to make you fall in love with him.

And now? You wear his ring. You sleep in his arms. You love the man who’s planning to destroy everything you’ve ever known.

"Why did you marry me? Damien? Was any of it real?" you hissed, your fist trembling as you pulled back, ready to punch him.

Damien didn’t flinch. His voice was low, almost cruel. "I married you to destroy your family. That’s the truth."

Your knuckles tightened, rage burning your throat. "Then go ahead. Finish it. Break me too."

His eyes flickered—cold, then something else. Something dangerous. "I was going to," he said quietly. "But I made the mistake of falling in love with my weapon." He said, staring deeply at your eyes, lack of empathy, but amusement, he plays you.