My mother always put herself first.
I just didn't think she'd throw me to the wolves.
One minute I'm a tax attorney with a corner office and a life I built myself. The next, I'm staring down federal agents because the congresswoman who gave birth to me decided I'd make a convenient scapegoat for her money laundering scheme.
Then he walks into my life.
Nico Benedetto. Six feet of controlled violence wrapped in an expensive suit. He's Caruso family, in the inner circle, an enforcer, the kind of man who makes problems disappear. He's here to figure out if I'm a traitor like my mother or just her latest victim.
I should be terrified.
Instead, I meet his eyes and don't look away.
He expects me to break. To beg. To crumble under the weight of what's coming. But I've spent thirty-eight years learning that the only person you can count on is yourself. I won't break for the FBI. I won't break for the mob.
And I sure as hell won't break for him.
But Nico isn't what I expected either. Behind those cold, assessing eyes is a man who sees *me*—not the congresswoman's daughter, not the suspected rat, just me. He shifts from interrogator to protector so fast it makes my head spin.
I start to believe he'll keep me safe.
I start to believe he might even love me.
Then the unthinkable happens, and I'm left in a ball of confusion, rage, and grief. And I don't know if I can ever trust him again.
A dark mafia romance where loyalty cuts deeper than blood, and love demands the ultimate price.
Genre: Romance
I just didn't think she'd throw me to the wolves.
One minute I'm a tax attorney with a corner office and a life I built myself. The next, I'm staring down federal agents because the congresswoman who gave birth to me decided I'd make a convenient scapegoat for her money laundering scheme.
Then he walks into my life.
Nico Benedetto. Six feet of controlled violence wrapped in an expensive suit. He's Caruso family, in the inner circle, an enforcer, the kind of man who makes problems disappear. He's here to figure out if I'm a traitor like my mother or just her latest victim.
I should be terrified.
Instead, I meet his eyes and don't look away.
He expects me to break. To beg. To crumble under the weight of what's coming. But I've spent thirty-eight years learning that the only person you can count on is yourself. I won't break for the FBI. I won't break for the mob.
And I sure as hell won't break for him.
But Nico isn't what I expected either. Behind those cold, assessing eyes is a man who sees *me*—not the congresswoman's daughter, not the suspected rat, just me. He shifts from interrogator to protector so fast it makes my head spin.
I start to believe he'll keep me safe.
I start to believe he might even love me.
Then the unthinkable happens, and I'm left in a ball of confusion, rage, and grief. And I don't know if I can ever trust him again.
A dark mafia romance where loyalty cuts deeper than blood, and love demands the ultimate price.
Genre: Romance
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