He stepped forward, his eyes burning with fury. Cosa Nostra’s most powerful underboss—that was Danilo’s reputation, and it was for a reason. “You will have my unwavering support as long as you respect my daughter and get rid of your . . . childishness, I’d like to call it.” “Promiscuity is probably

“Yes. No physical attachments.” Eros spun the file toward me and stood up from his seat. “We wouldn’t want anything to go out of our hands, would we?” It seemed like he’d been set about doing this for a long time. He’d planned all of this carefully, arranging it in a way he knew I couldn't resist.

A part of me wanted to let him go, especially because of the conversation we’d had this morning. But he was still my husband. I still hoped to make him see me as his wife, despite that stupid contract. Juno lingered behind him with the same hopes as me. She wanted his attention as much as I did. Bu

MARIELLA Eros had been coming back late at night and leaving early at dawn, stealing all my chances of seeing him and making any conversation. It had been three days since I’d come to this place and not a single day had gone when I’d had his attention for more than five seconds or at all, except th

My chest heaved as I crouched and collected the parts, my fingers shaking and eyes burning. Not with anger. This wasn’t rage. It was all the controlled emotions and the guilt that I had suppressed over the years. I turned the body around; the words carved on the back of the metal sent a shot of pai