I run a flower shop that smells like lilies and espresso. I watch men bring trouble in with their roses, and women walk out with their chins higher. So believe me when I tell the night my brother, the so-called king, met the hacker who marked his money, the city changed its perfume. Ozone, rain, and something like fate.
She is lightning in a hoodie, brilliant and stubborn, the kind of woman who writes her own rules and makes men sign them. He is possessive, dangerous, and learning how to ask instead of take. They start as enemies, trapped in forced proximity. They end as partners who choose each other in daylight. Every vow is written twice, in code and on skin. Mercy isn’t weakness here, it’s aim. 🌹
What you’ll get • Dark mafia romance with a brilliant hacker heroine and a possessive mafia boss • Enemies to lovers, forced proximity, consent-forward heat, and a hard-won HEA • Cybercrime watermarks, vaults, ransomware, backdoors, drone eyes, clean takedowns • Found family and a sister’s shop, a stubborn crew, rules that protect • Redemption done crowns traded for contracts, dirty money turned into honest work • High-heat scenes with clear boundaries, aftercare, and a safeword that actually matters • A city that watches, a rosary that becomes a link, a skyline that blinks their mark 🔐
The story, in A hacker tags the wrong fortune and gets taken by the right monster. She writes the contract, he learns mercy. Betrayal hits from inside the house, the feds breathe down our necks, and a dockside rescue turns the tide. Then come the real courts, clean business, and loving each other with the lights on. In the end, the city wears their name, and my counter overflows with lilies.
Standalone, high heat, HEA. No cheating. Violence on-page, always with consequence. Consent is explicit and sexy. 18+.
If you like dark mafia romance, hacker romance, possessive antiheroes, forced proximity, enemies to lovers, high heat, HEA, and a heroine who can set a perimeter and your pulse, come in. I’ll wrap your heart in paper and send you home with fire.
Mark ME — where code becomes a vow, love learns the rules, and mercy hits its target.