LOGINLucien Romano wanted revenge. Marrying Scarlet Vale was never supposed to be anything more than a calculated move in a much larger game. She was a means to an end—a distraction, a weapon, a sacrifice he was willing to make in his pursuit of power. But Scarlet is nothing like he expected. Beautiful, stubborn, and untamed, she refuses to bow to the ruthless mafia Don determined to control her. The more she fights him, the deeper he falls into an obsession he never saw coming. She should hate the ruthless mafia Don who holds her captive in his gilded cage. She does. Until hatred begins to feel a lot like desire. As secrets unravel and buried truths come to light, the foundation of their marriage begins to crack. And when the lies between them are finally exposed, Lucien and Scarlet must decide whether their love is strong enough to survive the betrayal it was built on. Because in a world ruled by blood and power, the most dangerous thing a person can do is trust their heart.
View MoreLUCIEN“Okay, this is going to be exciting,” Adrian said as he walked over to where I sat, a knowing smirk already on his face. “She’ll be here any minute.”I nodded once, swirling the dark liquid in my glass. I had told Scarlet I would leave Elena to her. I had meant it in the moment. But the second Adrian told me what that snake had said to my wife in the bathroom, the decision was already made. No one came after what belonged to me and walked away untouched.“Boss,” Adrian continued carefully, “as much as I’d love to see the look on her face, starting a full war with the Bianchi family isn’t smart. We still need them.”I took a slow sip of my scotch, letting the burn settle. “I’ve already thought about that. They’re useful… for now. But they’re also replaceable. There won’t be a war. Silvio Bianchi has far too many secrets he can’t afford to have exposed. One email from you was enough to shut him up. He remembers exactly who he’s dealing with.”Adrian chuckled under his breath. “He
Lucien's POV I couldn’t stop staring at her.Scarlet sat across from me in the private dining room of La Perla, the most exclusive restaurant in Rome. I had booked the entire place so we could be completely undisturbed.She must have been starving. She hadn’t touched a bite on the flight, and after that idiot waiter spilled wine on her at Moretti’s, she had barely eaten during the meeting. Even with the dark red stain ruining the front of her dress, she was breathtaking. Her thick, dark hair fell in soft waves around her bare shoulders, framing a face that needed almost no makeup. There was a raw, untouched beauty to her that clashed perfectly with the fire burning in her eyes. She looked like sin and salvation wrapped in one dangerous package.Up until today, I hadn’t fully realized how terrifyingly perfect she was for me.When she had spoken up against Silvio Bianchi at the table, something dark and primal had roared to life inside my chest. Pride. Possession. She wasn’t just surv
I couldn’t get the image out of my head.He did nothing wrong. It was a mistake, a simple, clumsy mistake. But Lucien had ended his life without a second thought, his face as calm as if he were merely swatting a fly.He was a monster. I had always known it, but seeing it up close like that… it shook something deep inside me.He didn't care about human life. How long before I made a mistake? How long until he got bored of me and put a bullet in my head?My heart hammered against my ribs as I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror. I looked the same — same face, same eyes — but I felt different. I have always survived, I would survive this too.I took a deep, steadying breath, proud of myself for not shedding a single tear. I smoothed down my dress, nodding slowly at my reflection. You can do this.The door suddenly opened. I turned, ready to leave, when I saw her, the same woman who had been glaring at me the entire meeting. Elena.She walked to the mirror and started touching up her
I was so nervous as I walked into the building with Lucien by my side and his guards trailing behind us. I had spent the last two days questioning every choice that led me here, weighing the pros and cons of diving deeper into this Mafia world. The cons were always heavier. I knew how dangerous this was. But I needed to do it. If I was ever going to escape Lucien, I had to make him trust me first. I needed to learn how this world worked so I could protect my father and everyone I loved when I finally ran.And if was being honest, beneath the fear, there was a dark, twisted spark of excitement. A dangerous thrill of being part of the action, no matter how much it terrified me.We had landed in Rome this morning. Lucien still hadn’t told me exactly why we are here, and he had been incredibly quiet the entire time, barely looking at me. It annoyed the hell out of me, but even that irritation couldn’t stop me from noticing the sheer wealth dripping from the house we entered. The marble fl
“Did I say you can come, Selvaggia?”The word hit me like a spark on gasoline. Fuck. I didn’t know what it meant exactly, but the way it rolled off his tongue, low, rough and possessive made fresh heat flood between my thighs.I looked straight into the shadows where he sat and smirked, even as my
Scarlet POVI looked at myself once more in the mirror, trying to act calm but honestly, I was anything but. This was my job—among many, of course. A girl has to survive. I’d danced for plenty of dangerous men in this shitty club, both private and on the main stage, but I’d never been summoned by t
Lucien POVThe massive monitor on my office wall cast a cold, obsidian-blue glow across the room. I leaned back in my leather chair, a single finger lazily tapping the armrest as the footage looped for the seventh time.There she was again.The little stripper who had been writhing under me a week
“I’m so tired,” Juliette groaned as she walked into the dressing room, looking like pure sin wrapped in expensive perfume. She was a stunning half-Asian beauty with smooth, golden-tan skin, high cheekbones, and those striking almond-shaped eyes that could shift from innocent to deadly in a heartbea






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