SIERRA“Alessandro Montrego wants a bride,” My father started. “Now that your sister’s gone… it has to be you.”I confusedly stared at them, too stunned to speak.Did I hear him wrong?“You can’t be serious,” I whispered in disbelief. “You want me to marry a mafia lord instead of Airra who ran away? Because of what? Because of your debts?”My mother sternly looked at me. “It’s the only way, Sierra. We owe him everything. If we don’t pay, we lose the house, the business, everything we have right now.”I stood up abruptly. My heart was racing, my hands clenched, and the fact that I’m their payment for their debts was making me crazy.“So sell me off instead? Is that it? I’m just… collateral now?”“You’re being dramatic,” My father gritted his teeth.“No, I’m being sane!” I snapped. “You raised us to be strong, to think for ourselves, and now you want me to throw my life away for a man who deals in blood and bullets?”“Airra was always the selfish one. She left us to rot and now you want

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SIERRAEverything about this man was maddeningly effortless. The tousled hair, the way his shirt and leather jacket clung just enough to hint at the body beneath, and those sharp and amused eyes darting on mine as if they knew too much and didn’t mind.I swallow the lump in my throat when he runs his predatory gaze over me. The corner of his mouth slowly lifted as if he read my thoughts and found them entertaining.My stomach flipped and heat crept up my neck. Every piece of clothing, every visible tattoo, every muscle held rigid beneath the expensive fabric was a confirmation. He's a dangerous man, but so damn hot– what am I saying?!“I'm asking if you need help.”I swallowed hard before looking away. My fingers tightened on the strap of my bag. “I don't need help from strangers who lurk in alleys.” I tried to pull my bag from him, but he wouldn't let go.“I wasn't lurking. I was… lingering. There's a difference.”“Oh, great! A lingering stranger. That's so much better.”He let ou

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SIERRA“So, do I call you husband now, or just ‘your majesty of murder’?” He smirked. “Whichever rolls off your trembling tongue, young lady. Though I must say, you wear defiance better than that dress.”“Funny. I thought you preferred obedience over fashion.”“I prefer fire. It keeps things interesting, and you, my dear, are practically an inferno.”My jaw clenched. “Don’t mistake sparks for surrender. I didn’t choose this.”“Neither did I.” He leaned in with a low voice. “But here we are, bound by blood and money. Might as well enjoy the fireworks.”“I would rather set your expensive car ablaze.”He chuckled. “Then I’ll make sure the wine is vintage and the flames are beautiful.”This asshole won't back down. Let's see, Mr. Mafia Lord, Don, or whatever.Alessandro Montrego, the infamous Mafia Don from Italy, with cheekbones sharp enough to slice through my last nerve. Not sure how many people he killed in a day, but I’m sure he’s not a nice guy. Well, all criminals don't deserve th

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SIERRAFall in love? With him? I wanna throw up!This won't do. I need to create a plan to escape this hell before falling into his delusions! I have to save myself before my life turns upside down and is ruined by that goddamn mafia.I waited until the mansion was quiet. Not silent because this place never slept, but quiet enough that the guards were probably playing poker and the butlers were pretending not to hear things they shouldn’t.I slipped out of my ridiculous wing, wearing black leggings I had stolen from the closet and a hoodie that smelled suspiciously like my monster husband. I hated that it was warm.My plan was simple. Sneak out through the wine cellar, crawl through the dumbwaiter shaft, and drop into the garage, where I hotwire one of his vintage cars and drive off into the night like a caffeinated Bond girl.I was ready, except… I forgot one minor detail. The wine cellar was locked with a biometric scanner. I stared at the glowing panel like it had personally betra

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SIERRAI rushed to him before I could think. “What happened?”He collapsed into my arms while hardly breathing. “Hide now. There was an ambush.”My stomach dropped. “A-Ambush?”“Hide now!”I flinched when he yelled.Hide! How? Where? I was about to run to the closet to hide but stopped and looked at Alessandro. Seeing his blood dripping from his hand, I knew he was losing blood. Should I… help him? After all, he didn't hurt me while staying here.Even though I was hesitating, I still dragged him to the couch, grabbed towels, and pressed them against the wound. He winced in pain and gritted his teeth. I thought he could endure one bullet, why is he wincing now? Could it be that his vital organ was also hit?“You need a doctor,”“No time,” he rasped. “They’re coming. Go to my room and hide in my closet now.”I stared at him, confused. Is he concerned about me? Why?This wasn’t part of the plan. None of it was part of my plan. I was supposed to escape, not save him. But something twi

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