Five years ago, Alejandro, a Mafia boss, and Marisa, the daughter of a rival Mafia family, were deeply in love. Their passionate connection led to an unforeseen consequence: Marisa's pregnancy. Unaware of her growing child and Alejandro's true identity, Marisa vanished from the dangerous Mafia world. A cruel twist of fate erased her memories in an accident, leaving her in a foreign place, estranged from her own past. Marisa embarked on a new life as a waitress and the mother of a son who strikingly resembled Alejandro. Her ties to the criminal world remained concealed, even from herself. In the present day, Marisa confronts a whirlwind of crises. Jobless and betrayed by her boyfriend, her worst nightmare unfolds when her son is temporarily paralyzed in an accident. The doctor's ultimatum pushes her into a frantic race against time to prevent her son's permanent paralysis. Fate reunites Alejandro and Marisa, but they fail to recognize each other. Marisa's amnesia prevents her from recognizing him, while Alejandro cannot identify his long-lost lover due to her transformation. Marisa has a nightstand with him, and after that nightstand, Alejandro becomes obsessed with her.

“You don’t even know what limits I have crossed just to get you, Candice.” *** None of this was supposed to happen. They both were so different. Candice Whale, a woman of strong facades. Tyler Moretti, a ruthless mafia leader. They were never a match. But, when he desires her, nothing could stop him from possessing her. What methods he might use are better left unanswered but he is going to write her fate with his own hands. When Tyler and Candice get bounded with each other eternally in an unfortunate event, she is left with no choice but to accept him wholeheartedly- being ignorant of what he does and how much menace resides in him. But, the question left is whether the unexpected bond forged with love was just fate or the devil has planned this all along?

"Wait a second.” I immediately chased after him and shouted,” You haven't told me...” Your name. And I saw him wrap his arms around a woman's waist. The woman's long, curly, wavy hair was draped behind her, she’s wrapped in a tight, bustier dress, her arms resting on his shoulders, her round, large breasts pressed against his chest, and then- Tilted her head and kissed him on the lips! I even hate that the woman he is kissing in his arms is not me at this very moment. "I miss you so much, Keane.” And Keane saw my astonished face, his grayish green pupils flashed a playful light. Immediately after, his big hand holding the woman's waist gradually moved down and cupped the woman's upturned butt, followed by another kiss on the woman's bright red lips!

He was a billionaire for a reason, yet he was swayed by a woman. Recalling the moment he entered into the living room as she hurled her red satin bra at him, revealing her naked treasure. She had captivated his attention in a manner that no other woman had before. Then she'd contested and dared him, and he'd discovered he enjoyed it. Women frequently become charmingly submissive around him. But she was so unique. Forget danger. Challenge could have been her middle name.

Oh my god! It’s the monster I’m most afraid of. Gamma Karl! Normally I’d start running for my life right away. But knowing my mate is also behind that curtain, I can’t give up. “Gamma Karl, s—sorry to bother you.” I stutter under my breath, “But my mate is with you behind the curtain. Can you let me meet him?” There’s another torturing silence. Then I hear Karl’s voice again. “There’s no one else back here. Just me,” he says.

Miya, a twenty- four-year-old lady trying to survive while searching for the man who had killed her parents when she was just six. Being forced to get a job and quit prostitution, she finally got a golden opportunity to be the personal assistant to Chicago's richest bachelor, Maxwell Collins. “Please tell your boss to stop smiling at me” Miya facepalmed “Why?” Josh, Maxwell's secretary asked. “How can someone be this handsome? God is being partial here. How can He mold his son this beautiful and me”, pointing at herself “His daughter like a chicken?” Maxwell forced back his laughter. He wasn't very knowledgeable about the girl, but he knew two things; one, she was a prostitute, calling herself daughter of God was just funny. Two, she was the beautiful one, calling herself chicken was another thing to laugh about. She was an angel, gorgeous. He paused when he realized what he was thinking. … “I love you” Maxwell confessed “Are you crazy?! Do you know I'm a prostitute?” Miya screamed but quickly lowered her voice around the last part of her speech “You are not anymore. I promise I'll pay for everyday you spend with me” Maxwell replied, causing Miya to frown at him