Ateez rich boy mafia
They called her sweet. The girl who never raised her voice. Who wore soft cardigans and tied bows in her hair. Who smiled politely when spoken to and always looked a little too delicate for the world. But Demitra wasn’t delicate. She was deadly. Behind the doe-eyed glances and sugar-laced voice was a sniper’s soul—trained, sharp, and hollow. Born from trauma. Refined through war. Rebuilt in the silence of killshots. And no one knew. Not the classmates who flirted with her. Not the guards who let her pass with a wink. Not even the men she took out from rooftops without ever showing her face. They thought she was prey. But in truth, she was the reaper in lipstick. The perfect illusion. Until they noticed. Ateez—the richest, deadliest mafia heirs alive. Eight monsters born into blood and power. Twisted beyond repair. Obsessed beyond reason. And once they saw her… Once they really saw her— The way she held a teacup like it was a blade… The way she giggled after a clean kill…
About Ateez rich boy mafia
They called her sweet. The girl who never raised her voice. Who wore soft cardigans and tied bows in her hair. Who smiled politely when spoken to and always looked a little too delicate for the world. But Demitra wasn’t delicate. She was deadly. Behind the doe-eyed glances and sugar-laced voice was a sniper’s soul—trained, sharp, and hollow. ...Read more