Their Little Alibi
Three mafia kings.
One dead senator.
And me—the woman called to clean the blood.
I was supposed to scrub the marble, collect my pay, and disappear before sunrise.
That was the job.
Then I walked into a luxury penthouse and found a dead senator on the floor… with three of the most dangerous men in the city standing over the body.
Cassian Vale was cold control in a black suit.
Roman Saint had a filthy mouth, a wicked smile, and secrets in every room he owned.
Nikolai Draven had bloody knuckles and hands careful enough to ruin me.
They said they didn’t kill him.
The blood said they were telling the truth.
Someone had staged the room to frame them, and I was the only one who saw the lie before the police arrived.
So they took me.
For protection, they said.
For survival, they said.
Because from that night on, I became the one thing standing between them and a murder charge.
Their witness.
Their problem.
Their little alibi.
But the deeper I fall into their world of mafia violence, dirty politics, hidden archives, and clean men with blood on their hands, the more I realize the dead senator was only the beginning.
My mother left behind evidence powerful men would kill to bury.
And apparently, they have been hunting me since I was a child.
Cassian wants to control the room.
Roman wants to make me laugh while the world burns.
Nikolai wants to touch me like his hands were made for something other than violence.
They are dangerous. Possessive. Morally ruined.
And somehow, with them, I feel less like a victim than I ever did in the clean world.
Because I was never just the cleaner.
I know where the bodies are buried.
And this time, I’m done scrubbing.
Their Little Alibi is a dark mafia why-choose romance with three possessive dangerous men, a sharp crime-scene cleaner heroine, forced proximity, dirty banter, mystery, violence, high heat, emotional wounds, and a hard-won HEA.
Three mafia kings.
One dead senator.
And me—the woman called to clean the blood.
I was supposed to scrub the marble, collect my pay, and disappear before sunrise.
That was the job.
Then I walked into a luxury penthouse and found a dead senator on the floor… with three of the most dangerous men in the city standing over the body.
Cassian Vale was cold control in a black suit.
Roman Saint had a filthy mouth, a wicked smile, and secrets in every room he owned.
Nikolai Draven had bloody knuckles and hands careful enough to ruin me.
They said they didn’t kill him.
The blood said they were telling the truth.
Someone had staged the room to frame them, and I was the only one who saw the lie before the police arrived.
So they took me.
For protection, they said.
For survival, they said.
Because from that night on, I became the one thing standing between them and a murder charge.
Their witness.
Their problem.
Their little alibi.
But the deeper I fall into their world of mafia violence, dirty politics, hidden archives, and clean men with blood on their hands, the more I realize the dead senator was only the beginning.
My mother left behind evidence powerful men would kill to bury.
And apparently, they have been hunting me since I was a child.
Cassian wants to control the room.
Roman wants to make me laugh while the world burns.
Nikolai wants to touch me like his hands were made for something other than violence.
They are dangerous. Possessive. Morally ruined.
And somehow, with them, I feel less like a victim than I ever did in the clean world.
Because I was never just the cleaner.
I know where the bodies are buried.
And this time, I’m done scrubbing.
Their Little Alibi is a dark mafia why-choose romance with three possessive dangerous men, a sharp crime-scene cleaner heroine, forced proximity, dirty banter, mystery, violence, high heat, emotional wounds, and a hard-won HEA.
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