Charecter asthetic
Kiara shekhawat
At twenty- three, Kiara Shekhawat had already carved her name into the darkest corners of the Underworld.Fierce, unapologetic, and merciless, Kiara ruled an empire where loyalty was currency and betrayal came with a price. Her elegance concealed a ruthless mind, her silence carried more weight than threats, and her presence alone was enough to make even the most powerful men reconsider their choices.
She wasn't the woman standing behind the throne.
She was the throne.
And in her world, there was only law—
Kiara Shekhawat always wins.
At twenty-nine, Nicolas Moretti had become one of the most feared names in the Italian underworld.
Cold. Calculated. Ruthless.
He never acted on impulse; every move was deliberate, every decision carefully calculated, and every silence carried a warning. With a mind sharper than any weapon and an empire built on power, loyalty, and fear, Nicolas had mastered the art of staying three steps ahead of his enemies.
He didn't need to raise his voice to command a room.
His reputation spoke for him.
Nicolas Moretti didn't chase power.
Power knew his name.
Them
“I despise you,” she rasped, eyes flashing. He didn't offer a word—just pulled her close and answered with a bruised, desperate kiss " The feelings is mutual Amore mio ".
