LOGINGianna Toricelli has always survived by wearing masks. By day, she’s the disappointing daughter trying to make her dying mother proud. By night, she dances under neon lights to pay debts that could cost her friends their lives. Then her mother marries into the most powerful crime family in the city. And Gianna comes face-to-face with the man who once watched her behind a mask. Raphael Capone is ruthless, brilliant, and used to winning. He doesn’t tolerate weakness. He doesn’t forgive betrayal. When secrets start to unravel, debts turn deadly, and billions hang in the balance, Gianna is forced to choose: Protect the people she loves… Or survive the man who has decided she belongs to him. In the Capone world, love isn’t soft. It’s possession.
View More"I don't want you, I want my dad..." I whispered. He exhaled slowly and rubbed both hands over his face before letting them fall, "Then you're leaving me with no choice. If you're determined to see Giovanni, I'm going to tell Vincenzo. I'm going to tell Raphael too. Everything. Everything your fat
My breathing became uneven. My pen snapped. The top half rolled across the desk. The bottom half stayed clenched in my fist. I looked down at the ink spreading over my fingers. It took me several seconds to realize my hand was shaking. Salvatore stayed quiet after the pen snapped. He didn't reach
"I said things, I shouldn't have. I told you that you'd have to leave because I was angry. I was grieving. I wasn't thinking like myself. I never meant you weren't family." Family. The word sounded strange. "I made Hazel a promise. I promised her I'd look after both of her girls." My fingers tig
I looked down at the lipstick stain again, "It appears someone disagrees." He pinched the bridge of his nose, "For the love of God... Do you have any idea how insane that girl is?" I raised an eyebrow. "We don't even talk," he held up the envelope, "She talks, I leave. She follows, I leave faster
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“Shit—!” I gasped. I grabbed a handful of tissues from his desk and leaned over him without thinking. I started dabbing at his lap, my hands moving fast and frantic. I was pressing the tissues against his thighs, trying to soak up the heat before it burned him, my mind screaming with panic. “I’m
"You're even hotter than they said." "Please!" I sobbed, my face half-buried in the leaves, "Please, let me go! I didn't know... I didn't agree to this!" I tried to crawl forward, my fingers clawing at the mud, but he just laughed. It was a dark, mean sound. He grabbed the back of my black top and
Gianna ━⊰ ❦ ⊱━ "We’re moving in with Salvatore," Mom said. She said it while pouring juice, like she was just talking about the weather. I froze, my fork hovering halfway to my mouth. I didn't say anything at first, I just stared at her, the heat rising in my face until my skin felt tight. "No,






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