“Call my name, if you want me to stop, Cinzel.” With a seductive hiss, His grip over me tightened, shuddering violently by the proximity and his possessive grip, a tear pricked in the corner of my eye but he didn’t spare mercy.
Defeated against his allure and dominance, I whimpered his name, not wanting to melt into his persuasive touch, “P.. Prince.”
Cinzel Collins life defines exaltation. Having an ardent fiance Zaniel Ayle, who gave her endless smiles until one day she found a Dangerous Mafia Leader- Prince, her once idol committing a murder, trapped she had no choice but to be enslaved in his domain. Thrown into a labyrinth which unwinds the life she was living till now was nothing but a deceit and things were not beautiful as she thought.