Owned by the devil

He was an Italian mafia boss - feared by everyone, ruled by darkness itself. A devil who never bowed to anyone... except her. She was a desi girl wrapped in tradition, her silver anklets chiming like forbidden magic. No guns. No power. Yet she owned the devil as if he were nothing more than her favorite toy. He chose to kneel only for her. And she? She loved the way he melted under her touch, the way his world shattered at the mere sound of her anklets. Two worlds that were never meant to meet - A ruthless sinner and a girl dripping in innocence. But destiny wanted a war... A war made of obsession, hunger, and love that could burn cities to ash. In the darkness, he found his weakness. In him, she found her most dangerous addiction.