The opposite of love isn't hate. It's Victor.

My boyfriend's back. But not like before.

He used to be a mafia prince. Now he's a king. Dark, cruel, and commanding.

My father destroyed his, and the payback price for that is ten years of ownership.

“Ownership? Ownership of what? What could I possibly have that you want?” I asked him when I was still innocent.

His smile was so malicious as he answered, "You."

Then he presented me with a pair of handcuffs disguised as a wedding ring.

So I'm his prisoner now. Can I survive his sentence? Can my heart?