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From the moment my twin sister set her eyes on Matteo, she decided he was the one. We were just kids, but that didn’t matter to her. In her heart, she believed they were destined to be together. So when their arranged engagement was announced, no one was surprised. At least, that’s what I thought. But lately, something had felt off. Wherever I went, Matteo was there. Lurking in the dark, concealed in the shadows, always watching.

From the moment I laid eyes on him, I knew he wasn’t my type. The arrogant, frigid and pompous billionaire was a sure recipe for disaster and heartache. Been there. Done that. Moving on. But when tragedy hits, he’s there for me. He offers me a job I can’t afford to refuse. Things between us start to shift. The passion burning between us is undeniable but there are secrets all around us that could break our fragile bond.

Marriage arrangements were nothing new in our world. Mine was sealed before I even took my first breath—an unbreakable pact forged to ensure peace between two powerful families. I, Penelope DiMauro, was to be wed to the ruthless heir to the Omertà criminal empire, Enzo Marchetti, on Christmas Day. We uttered our vows “Till death do us part…” and just like that, I became his. His wife. His possession.

I was the dutiful daughter. Or at least that was what it looked like from the outside. Deep inside, I was suffocating. I longed for something I didn’t know how or where to find. But I kept my façade firmly in place while I searched for answers. Until one New Orleans night changed it all. Nikola Nikolaev—the heir to the Crescent City’s ruthless criminal empire—caught me in a club that was off-limits. And just like that, my carefully constructed world began to crumble. We never saw it coming.

Everyone thought my wife was dead, but I never stopped searching for her. When I finally found her, the timid young woman I forced to marry me was all gone. In her place was a fiercely independent woman who hated my guts. I might have deserved it. But did it stop me from dragging her, her secret child and her best friend back to New York City with me?

Amore Bennetti struggles early on to find her path in an unfamiliar world after witnessing the death of her mother. Feeling like an outsider among the underworld, she finds a best friend in the most unlikely place. A rival crime family.

I had spent my life trapped in a gilded cage, surrounded by villains. The cruel man I was forced to marry saw me as a lesson to be taught, stripping away every piece of my spirit until all that remained was my shadow. He left me in darkness, alone, except for the one flicker of light in my miserable existence: my adoptive daughter.

I’d traded my hand in marriage for his help so I’d save my seat at the Syndicate’s table. Now, I had a secret husband. Cold and calculating Killian Brennan Cullen. The hottest man I’d ever met. And the heir to the Irish Cullen mafia.

Three orphans grew up on the streets of Moscow among Bratva. Their experiences made them brothers. Their strength made them leaders. Three best friends on unforgettable summer vacation find more than they bargained for. Women from privileged American families pulled into a world they knew nothing about. Will these women see past their men’s violent beginnings and discover the honor within them?

Christian “Priest” DiLustro. A charming prince. Only when it suited him. I had a taste of him and got addicted. But he was a heartless bastard and an arrogant mafia prince whose only goal was to ignore me after we scratched the itch. Just when I thought we’d both moved on, he swooped in and claimed he made a promise that he intended to keep, even if it killed us both.

Royce & Willlow’s story.

Three orphans that grew up on the streets of Moscow among Bratva. Their experiences made them brothers. Their strength made them leaders. Three best friends on an unforgettable summer vacation find more than they bargain for. Women from privileged American families pulled into a world they knew nothing about. Will these women see past their men’s violent beginnings and discover the honor within them?

The first time I saw him, I knew I'd never want another man the way I wanted him. The second time, I drank a bottle of his most expensive cognac, which I'd never be able to afford on my own. And the third time… well, he caught me stealing from him. Stealing from the head of the Irish Mafia wasn't smart. But then I never claimed to be. Now I owed him a debt… a big one. And it couldn't be settled with money, or favors.

Her father promised me life on the legal side if I saved his only daughter. I was her last hope. Something about this rich, spoiled princess captured me from the moment I laid my eyes on her. This green-eyed beauty made me want things I never had. She was untouchable. If I were decent, I’d keep my distance. But God knew I was the worst kind of sinner. She shouldn’t have wanted my touch. Now she was mine.

Juliette Brennan. Tenacious. Beautiful. Formidable. The minx. She never expected his persistence, nor the way her body warmed each time the devil came around, which only made her fight the attraction that much harder. She had vengeance to deliver and now there was blood on her hands. She had her secrets and she intended to keep them. Let the world think she was crazy, out of control. It made her real sins easy to hide.

I knew the past would come back to haunt me. It was only a matter of time before my world came crashing down. The only thing I didn’t expect was Mateo. The head of the Italian mafia. We were never meant to cross paths; our worlds vastly different. His green gaze captured me, his touch burning through my defenses. The words he whispered melted away all the years of loneliness. But the secret I kept could get me killed. If he spared me, his rivals wouldn’t. As my secrets unravel, it could cost me everything and everyone I loved.

Basilio DiLustro. Charming. Deadly. A monster dressed in a three-piece-suit. Wynter Star. Realist with the most romantic of hearts, hiding it all under her ice princess fame. The two were never meant to cross paths. When they do, worlds collide and volcanoes erupt. Basilio makes her feel everything when she’s with him. Protected. Loved. Desired. Every monster has a weakness. She’s his. His obsession. His addiction. His only salvation.

A devil in a Brioni suit. My unforgettable one-night stand. And a notorious member of the Omertà empire. I learned that last piece of information a bit too late. I never expected to see him again. But it turns out that destiny had other plans and gave me the whole of him for several incredible hours. Then I bolted again—for the second time in my life. He was Manuel Marchetti. Off-limits. Forbidden. Dangerous. So then why was I unable to forget him? My body and soul came alive only for him. I hoped I’d never see him again, but it wasn’t meant to be.

It killed me to leave her behind. Every night I closed my eyes to the images of her lifeless body in the hospital. Her second chance came, but it wasn’t with me. It was with my brother. I wanted to kill him and take his place. Except it wouldn’t change anything. She hated me. But then secrets unraveled.

A harmless kiss led to a fairy tale. Or so I thought. But unlike the happily-ever-afters you read about, my tale didn’t end with a wedding gown and roses. My fairy tale turned into a heartbreak. Inked in pain and sealed in tears. It almost cost me my life. And my family. He moved on as if nothing ever happened, while I was left to pick up the pieces. Now, he’s back and he wants me. To him, I’m a pawn to be used. Leverage. But I’m no longer his. I’m his brother’s betrothed.