LOGINShe thought she was giving her innocence to the man she loved. Instead, she woke up in the arms of the devil himself—Dante Moretti, the ruthless Mafia Don who rules the city with blood and iron. Essa Kane planned a perfect first time with her boyfriend Enzo. One night of passion in a dimly lit penthouse changed everything. The powerful body claiming her so possessively wasn’t Enzo’s. It was his father’s. Now Dante has her locked in a contract marriage “for her protection.” Cold, obsessive, and dangerously addictive, he watches her every move, touches her like she already belongs to him, and warns the world: touch her and die. But Enzo and her traitorous best friend Lila won’t let her go so easily. They plot to break her, pass her around, and destroy the empire. When the gang closes in, Dante storms through them like a hurricane, claiming Essa as his woman in front of everyone. In a world of betrayal, secrets, and power plays, Essa must survive the Don’s dark obsession while fighting the dangerous pull between hate and unbearable desire. She started as a vulnerable pawn. She will rise as the Mafia Queen who brings even the untouchable Dante to his knees.
View More"You expect me to surrender?" I stared at my twin, at the cold precision of her posture, at the way her eyes tracked me without blinking. "I didn't walk through a war to kneel at your feet."Celeste's laughter echoed across the marble steps. "Bold words from a girl who stumbled into power by accident. You think you've earned your place at Dante's side? You were a pawn the night you walked into the wrong suite, and you're a pawn now. The only difference is that I'm offering you a choice.""Alessio offered me choices too. They were all lies." I stepped forward, feeling Dante's presence solid at my back. "What makes yours any different?""Because I don't need to lie." Celeste placed her hand on Elara's shoulder, and the girl remained perfectly still. "Your sister has been trained for twenty-two years to replace you. She knows every detail of your life—your foster homes, your relationship with Enzo, the night you walked into Dante's penthouse. She's studied you the way an artist studies a
"You sold more than one child?" I turned toward my mother, the photograph shaking in my grip. She was still sitting on the overturned crate, the dawn light harsh on her bruised face, and when her eyes met mine, I saw the answer before she spoke a single word.Enzo stood frozen beside her. "Mom. What is she talking about?"My mother's hands trembled in her lap. "I wanted to tell you. Both of you. I tried to write it in the letter, but I couldn't find the words. Every time I tried, I saw their faces.""Their faces." I stepped closer, the phone still clutched in my hand. "You sold Enzo first. I know that. But the caption says I'm not the first child you sold. Who else?"She closed her eyes, and the tears that slipped down her cheeks were decades old. "I was twenty-three when I had Enzo. Lorenzo's people took him three days after he was born. I thought that was the end of it—the one terrible choice I'd have to live with forever. But two years later, I found out I was pregnant again. With
"Alessio answered to someone?" Dante's voice was sharp as broken glass. "That's impossible. My brother doesn't answer to anyone. He'd rather die than kneel."I turned the phone toward him, watching his face as he read the message again. The dawn light caught the tight set of his jaw, the way his throat moved when he swallowed. Whoever this woman was, the idea that Alessio had a master terrified him more than any gun."I thought we'd won." My voice came out smaller than I wanted. "Alessio captured, Isabella disarmed, Greta in custody. I thought it was over.""It's never over with my family." He handed the phone back and turned to Marco, who was coordinating the prisoner transport on the dock below. "I need everything we have on Alessio's financial backers. Shell companies, offshore accounts, property holdings. Someone's been funding his war from the shadows, and I want to know who."Marco nodded and disappeared down the ladder. The roof suddenly felt too exposed, the golden sunrise too
"Armed with what?" Dante's voice cut through the chaos on the roof, and every man within earshot went still.Marco's response crackled through my earpiece, grim and urgent. "Explosives. Enough to bring down the whole east wing. She's barricaded herself in the basement control room and she's asking for you, boss. Says she'll detonate if anyone else comes down."The weight of those words pressed against my chest. Isabella had followed us from the compound. She'd watched us rescue my mother, watched Enzo fight for us, watched Alessio get captured on this roof. And now she was in the basement with a bomb, demanding an audience with the husband she'd betrayed."I'm going down there." Dante holstered his weapon, his face unreadable."She tried to frame you for murder. She helped Alessio bury a body." I grabbed his arm before he could move toward the roof hatch. "If she's cornered and desperate—""Then she needs to see someone who isn't holding a gun. Someone who knew her before all of this.
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