As the wife of the Colombian cartel heir, Krystal Serrano is a symbol of diplomacy and control. Dressed in silk, wrapped in silence, and displayed like a crown jewel at the center of power. But behind the flawless smile lies a woman raised not just to survive, but to rule.
When her husband's betrayal ignites a war with the Italian mafia, Krystal is taken.
Kidnapped and hidden away by Zachary Romano, the young, ruthless Don who solves problems with bullets and buries questions with bodies.
He thought he had captured a soft, obedient mafia wife.
What he brought home was a storm in heels.
Krystal doesn't beg. She doesn't break. Her silence provokes, her lips taunt, and her gaze slices deeper than any blade. Inside the stone walls of his private villa, control begins to slip. Hatred turns into tension. Tension burns into obsession. And in their world, love always comes with blood on its hands.
The ring on her finger still binds her to a man who believes she belongs to him.
But what happens when a woman like Krystal meets someone dark enough to understand her, broken enough to match her, and reckless enough to want her?
Because there's a difference between loving a woman like Krystal…
And trying to own her.
And Zach Romano is about to learn—only one man can stand beside her.
The rest will be buried.
