Desired by the Dangerous Men
“You don’t have to go through with this if you don’t want to, Lilliana,” Dante reassured me, standing in his tuxedo, looking far too delicious to be saying that on my wedding day.
“But everything is settled,” I said, trying not to smear too much of my makeup as I cried uncontrollably. “Why doesn’t he love me, Dante?” A sob tore through me.
“Come with me,” he said, his voice low and dark—practically a command.
“What?” I asked, looking up at the stoic, dangerous man in front of me.
“Come with me,” he repeated, holding out his hand. “I’ll make sure everything goes away, fiorellino.”
I looked down at his hand, at the tattoos swirling around his fingers. And even though a hand like Dante Gallo’s should have scared me, nothing had ever felt so safe. So I stepped forward, took his hand in mine, and looked up at him.
“Take me away.”
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Two ruthless men. One stolen bride. A love too wild to be contained.
Lillian thought she had finally secured the life she always dreamed of — until her perfect engagement crumbles in one night of shocking betrayal. Whisked away from the wreckage of her wedding by the dangerous and devastating Dante Gallo, she finds herself caught between two powerful forces: Dante, the mafia king who has loved her from afar, and Damien Volkov, the lethal enemy who refuses to let her slip through his fingers.
Torn between loyalty, passion, and a fierce desire for freedom, Lillian faces a choice that could break all three of them. But what if she refuses to choose at all?
In a world of power, obsession, and forbidden love, some hearts aren't meant to be divided — they're meant to be shared.
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