
Until the Ink runs Crimson
Enemies to Lovers Forced Proximity Dark Mafia Romance
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Virtual Voice
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Lenora Wilde

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I built a life from needles and ink—etched freedom into skin while trying to erase my past.
But some scars run deeper than art.
And some vows are written in blood, not ink.
Lazaro Virelli is the kind of man who doesn’t need to raise his voice to own a room.
Cold.
Calculating.
Untouchable.
The king of a criminal empire built on violence and silence.
And now, he claims I was always his—by blood, by oath, by a contract I never signed.
He says I’m part of a legacy I tried to outrun.
That I was promised to him before I ever knew his name.
But I’m not the girl they tried to brand—I’m the woman who carves her own story.
And I won't be marked by a man like him… not without a fight.
He thinks he can bend me.
Control me.
But I’ve spent years turning pain into ink—now I’ll do the same with vengeance.
Because I won’t go quietly.
And if he wants to keep me beneath his empire…
he’ll learn just how deadly a woman with ink-stained hands can be.
This time, I won’t bleed for anyone but myself.
And I’ll keep fighting—until the ink runs crimson.
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