Stolen By The Ruthless Mobster
(2026)(The fourth book in the Spanish Royal Bastards Mafia series)
A novel by Jordan Summers
Stolen by the Ruthless Mobster is a steamy, age-gap, forced proximity, fake engagement, brother’s best friend, bloody mafia-lite romance about a childhood crush that never went away and a mafia prince, who’s anything but charming.
I invented a fake fiancé to escape a dangerous man, but what happens in Spain doesn’t always stay in Spain.
When a local clan leader announces I will be his bride, I panic and do the only thing I can think of—claim I’m promised to my childhood crush and brother's best friend, Gabriel Reyes. He lives in London and I haven’t seen him in seven years, so there’s no chance he'''ll finding out.
Gabriel…
I’ve built my empire on ruthlessness, loyalty, and keeping the people I love at a safe distance. I don’t date and I don’t do relationships. So, when word of my engagement hits London, it’s a shock. Finding out I’m engaged to Emilia Flores, my best friend’s little sister, is an even bigger one. I’ll be fine as long as I follow two simple rules: Don’t make promises I can’t keep. And don’t touch Emilia Flores. She’s too young, too innocent or so I think until she arrives in London. Gone is the gangly, doe-eyed girl. In her place stands a goddess. Heaven help me.
Her brother, a priest, believes I’m her salvation. But I never said I was a saint.
I invented a fake fiancé to escape a dangerous man, but what happens in Spain doesn’t always stay in Spain.
When a local clan leader announces I will be his bride, I panic and do the only thing I can think of—claim I’m promised to my childhood crush and brother's best friend, Gabriel Reyes. He lives in London and I haven’t seen him in seven years, so there’s no chance he'''ll finding out.
Gabriel…
I’ve built my empire on ruthlessness, loyalty, and keeping the people I love at a safe distance. I don’t date and I don’t do relationships. So, when word of my engagement hits London, it’s a shock. Finding out I’m engaged to Emilia Flores, my best friend’s little sister, is an even bigger one. I’ll be fine as long as I follow two simple rules: Don’t make promises I can’t keep. And don’t touch Emilia Flores. She’s too young, too innocent or so I think until she arrives in London. Gone is the gangly, doe-eyed girl. In her place stands a goddess. Heaven help me.
Her brother, a priest, believes I’m her salvation. But I never said I was a saint.