Two women from opposite worlds survive the same night—one through death, the other through surgery—and wake up living each other’s lives. Reina Solari opens her eyes as Ophelia Queency, a billionaire heiress drowning in debt and forced into a ruthless marriage deal. Ophelia wakes up in Reina’s battered body, trapped with a violent husband and a child she never planned to love. To survive, they must find each other in a city where money is law, bodies are disposable, and secrets are worth killing for.

All her life, Scarlett loved only one man—Leonardo Collins. She gave up everything, even a kidney, to save him, believing sacrifice was love. But one cold evening, his burning betrayal pushed her to the edge of death… and that was when he walked in. The devil she shouldn’t want—yet couldn’t resist. He offered her a deal: revenge in exchange for becoming his wife. Three months. A contract sealed in ink. No strings attached… yet with every passing second, the pull between them became impossible to deny. He was off-limits. She was only his pawn. Yet he couldn’t stop craving her—every breath, every glance, every inch. And in his arms, Scarlett felt dangerously alive.

"Please." I let out a loud cry. He pulled his fingers out and slammed it back in. I jerked back, blinded by pleasure. "Tell me, sweetheart." He shoved in deeper. "Who do you belong to?." "I.." he withdrew and slammed back in. "Who?!." "I..you!." I cried out. A sly grin slanted on his lips. "Say it like you mean it!." "I belong to you, master." "Good, Now open your legs wide and let me see how wet you are." ~~~~ One reckless night. One cruel game. Her boyfriend's gambling addiction cost more than money, it cost her freedom. He gambled with her life and lost. Now she belonged to the deadliest mafia to ever walk the earth. He didn't just want to possess her, he wanted to break her, to crush her, to fuck her and piece her back together then start over again. And strangely, she found herself finding comfort trapped in his arms and on his bed.

"Say you're mine little mate." He whispered in her ear, hands pinned to the bed. "I'm—I'm yours." She moaned reluctantly "I'll make you beg for it my little mate. I'll fuck all the reservations from you this fucking night." Levi growled. ~~~ Ariana had always believed her life would be simple. Love, loyalty, and a fated mate chosen by destiny. She trusted the man she loved, the friend she confided in, and the future she thought was guaranteed. But on the night her wolf awakened, fate revealed its cruelty. Her mate was not her lover… but his brother. Alpha Levi—the feared Lycan King, who is rumored to have murdered his own parents and bathed his reign in blood. Terrified of the bond, Ariana ran away from him only to run straight to betrayed. The man she loved had never loved her at all. Her best friend was her enemy. And her life? It was just a prize in a deadly game of power. With nothing left to lose, Ariana makes a choice that confuses everyone. She accepts the bond she once rejected and marries the Alpha everyone fears. What begins as survival turns into something far more dangerous. Desire, loyalty and... love. But enemies do not sleep, and the throne is soaked in blood. As secrets unravel and war looms, Ariana must discover who she truly is—not just as Levi’s mate, but as the unseen power meant to rule beside him. Because in a world built on betrayal, loving the wrong Alpha might be the deadliest choice of all.

„Wem gehörst du, Püppchen?“, seine heisere Stimme verschmolz mit der dichten, sinnlichen Luft. Hilflos bäumte ich mich auf, als seine Handfläche auf meine Haut traf; das scharfe Brennen schickte einen Schauer durch meine Wirbelsäule. „Antworte mir, kleines Püppchen.“ Ein weiterer Schlag. Ein gebrochener Schrei entglitt meinen zitternden Lippen. „Bitte, ich...“ „Antworte. Mir.“ Der Befehl kam mit einem weiteren festen und unerbittlichen Schlag. „Ich... Ihnen“, brachte ich hervor, meine Stimme bebte. „Ich gehöre Ihnen... Master.“ Seine Finger lockerten sich um meine Kehle, und ein langsames, gefährliches Lächeln umspielte seine Lippen. „Gut.“ Sein Blick glitt über den dünnen Stoff, der an meinem Körper klebte – dunkel und besitzergreifend. „Jetzt leg dich auf mein Bett... und beweise es.“ Ich wurde totenblass. ~~~~~ Alessandra hatte ihr ganzes Leben damit verbracht, für Sünden zu bezahlen, die niemals die ihren waren – Schulden ihres gewalttätigen, alkoholsüchtigen Vaters. Gerade als sie dachte, das Schicksal hätte seinen Tiefpunkt erreicht, klopfte der Teufel an die Tür. Er war kein Mann, mit dem man verhandelte. Er war eine Schuld, die weder mit Geld noch mit Worten oder Tränen jemals beglichen werden konnte. Von ihrem eigenen Vater verkauft, findet sich Alessandra in einem goldenen Käfig wieder, gebunden an ein Monster, das sie fürchten sollte... und nach dem sie sich dennoch verzehrt. Er ist die Dunkelheit. Sie ist sein Besitz; etwas, das man bricht, formt und für sich beansprucht. Und je tiefer er sie in seine Hölle zieht, desto mehr will sie mit ihm verbrennen.