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MafiaxDetective: Love~Me~Not

On a dangerous mission, Detective Calista hides in a hotel room—only to come face-to-face with Leander Smith, a mysterious and dangerously charming man. What she doesn’t know? He is the mafia leader. What he doesn’t know? She is the detective. Fate brings them together again when Leander buys her college just to stay close to her. He teases her, calls her "Kitty," and falls deeply in love—without knowing she is his enemy. But their love story turns dark when Evander Smith, Leander’s younger brother, enters the picture. The moment he sees Calista, he wants her for himself. And to get what he wants, he will destroy everything in his way. One night, Evander changes Calista’s life forever. ✔ He kills her only family. ✔ He kidnaps her. ✔ He erases her memories. Heartbroken, Leander leaves for Italy, hoping distance will make him forget her. But when he learns the truth, he returns—only to find Calista in Evander’s hands, with no memory of their love. And then, the final tragedy strikes. ✔ Evander kills Leander right in front of Calista. ✔ He also kills Luca—Leander’s most loyal assistant and Elowen’s husband. ✔ Elowen, pregnant and shattered, watches her world burn. In the end, Leander is gone, Evander falls, and Calista is left in pain. But two people still remain—Cariana, a five-year-old girl, and Elowen, who will raise her child alone. Some stories don’t end with love or revenge—some are just the beginning of something much darker.
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For Me, For Us, For Everyone

Cigarette smoke curls in the stagnant air, the dim glow of a dying bulb casting twisted shadows against the walls littered with half-torn articles and red-thread connections. Somewhere between the ink-stained papers and the scattered pills, a man sits—silent, unmoving, staring blankly at a stuffed monkey in a clown suit. A detective, they call him. A man of justice, a solver of mysteries. But behind the applause and empty praises, behind the sharp smiles and hollow congratulations, he is nothing but a walking contradiction—one hand holding a case file, the other exchanging cash for little plastic sachets. His mind is a labyrinth of voices, whispers that coil around his thoughts like suffocating vines. His brother grins at him from the corners of his vision, eyes glinting with the truth he refuses to face. His father’s voice is gentle, forgiving—too forgiving. Too much for a man who doesn’t deserve it. Each pill swallowed is another step into the illusion, another moment of stolen happiness before the weight of reality drags him under. He walks the city streets, drowning in faces that admire him, loathe him, see him as something he is not. He is both a hero and a villain, a detective and a criminal, a man trying to outrun the past while shackled to its corpse. And at the end of the night, when the echoes of the world fall away, all that remains is the darkness, the whispers, and the suffocating truth—he can never escape them.
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