Chains of Desire Series by Andra Vrabie

Serena. He’s the storm I should run from. A man built of shadows and violence. Lorenzo Moretti doesn’t belong in my world—. and yet, every time he touches me, I forget who I am. He doesn’t just want me. He wants to own me. To chain me. And I’m terrified of how much I crave it. Lorenzo. She was never supposed to be mine. The princess of a family I should hate, the one weakness I can’t cut from my life. Serena Beaumont is innocence wrapped in fire, and she burns me alive... moreSerena. He’s the storm I should run from. A man built of shadows and violence. Lorenzo Moretti doesn’t belong in my world—. and yet, every time he touches me, I forget who I am. He doesn’t just want me. He wants to own me. To chain me. And I’m terrified of how much I crave it. Lorenzo. She was never supposed to be mine. The princess of a family I should hate, the one weakness I can’t cut from my life. Serena Beaumont is innocence wrapped in fire, and she burns me alive. I told myself I’d ruin her. Destroy her. Break her. But I can’t stop wanting her. And when betrayal comes wrapped in her name, I don’t know if I’ll kill for her…. Or because of her. Lies. Chains. Blood. In our world, love isn’t a fairytale—it’s a curse. I’M SORRY, PRINCESS is the first book in the Chains of Desire series, a dark romance where desire is dangerous, and love may be the most lethal game of all. less

Serena. Lorenzo Giovanni Moretti killed my father. There are explanations. There are reasons. And there are secrets I don’t even want to know. None of them change what happened. Grief doesn’t care about logic. It doesn’t care about justice. It only cares about what was taken. And something in me broke the night he pulled the trigger. So I ran. From the grief. From the lies. From the blue eyes that still haunt me every time I close mine... moreSerena. Lorenzo Giovanni Moretti killed my father. There are explanations. There are reasons. And there are secrets I don’t even want to know. None of them change what happened. Grief doesn’t care about logic. It doesn’t care about justice. It only cares about what was taken. And something in me broke the night he pulled the trigger. So I ran. From the grief. From the lies. From the blue eyes that still haunt me every time I close mine. But the world outside Lorenzo Moretti is darker than I ever imagined. And when I find myself trapped in a nightmare no amount of money or power can fix, I realize something terrifying;. The only man capable of saving me…. Is the same man who destroyed me. And I don’t know if I want to be saved by him. Lorenzo. I did what had to be done. I knew it would cost me. I just didn’t expect the cost to be her. Serena walking away was her right. Serena disappearing was something else entirely. Now every unanswered call, every closed door, every mile between us feels like a threat. There are forces at play she doesn’t see. Decisions already made. Lines already crossed. And I am done standing still. I won’t justify myself. I won’t beg. But I will fix this. Whatever it takes. less