“You thought you could erase her legacy. You forgot who holds the deed.”
“You thought you could erase her legacy. You forgot who holds the deed.” She only wanted to protect her mother’s memory. She didn’t expect to...
“You don’t touch what’s mine without losing a hand.”
She thought the garden plaque was her only battle. Then she became the Don’s wife. PART ONE: The Founding Member The email subject line read: “Beautification...
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Chapter 7: The Waiting The penthouse felt smaller with Nikolai gone. Vera dressed quickly, her hands still trembling from the aftermath of their intimacy and...
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Chapter 12: The Ambush The first bullet missed Vera’s head by inches, shattering the stone pedestal behind her. She dropped to the ground, instinct taking...
“You’re not a bride. You’re a bargaining chip.”
“You’re not a bride. You’re a bargaining chip.” She married the Don’s heir to save her father’s life. She never planned to become the only...
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Chapter Eleven: The Founder’s Dinner The first month of their marriage had been a battle. The second was a negotiation. By the third, something had...
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Chapter Eighteen: The Wedding Trap The wedding was held at the Plaza Hotel, which Val found almost laughably ironic. The Marchetti family had built their...
“You signed away your freedom the day you put my ring on your finger.”
“You signed away your freedom the day you put my ring on your finger.” She married the mafia boss to settle her father’s debt. She...
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Chapter 6: Into the Lion’s Den The club was called Nero’s, and it sat in the basement of a warehouse in the Meatpacking District—a place...
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Chapter 16: The Traitor’s Face The club was closed, but the private lounge was full. Damiano had assembled the inner circle—Matteo, Lucia, Vincenzo, and a...