Seven years ago, Luca Ferrante walked away from me after believing my father ordered his brother’s murder. Now he’s back and he’s the ruthless Don ruling the city with an iron fist, and the only man who can save what’s left of my family.

When my father is gunned down at his own birthday dinner, his dying words send me straight to Luca’s door. He agrees to protect me… but his price is brutal. I have to move in, become his mistress, his willing fuck toy, body and soul surrendered to the man who now hates me as much as he once loved me.

I thought the worst was behind me. Then the fire. The bodies. The empire reduced to ash overnight. Everyone I loved is gone. Or so Luca claims.

Now I’m trapped in his house, playing his twisted game. He still wants me. Badly. And I’m going to use that against him.

In this city of blood and power, love and revenge are the same damn thing… and one of us is going to break first.

I spent the whole day being perfectly normal.


Breakfast with Luca, civil and unremarkable, nothing worth remembering. I passed Romano in the hallway mid morning and nodded at him like a person with absolutely nothing going on inside her head. I sat in the garden for an hour in the afternoon with the assigned guard trailing behind me and looked at the hedges like they personally interested me.


All of it completely, convincingly normal.


Inside my head I was running the plan for the fourteenth time.


Chapter 23 - Romano Saw.