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Of two things I'm certain: When something sounds too good to be true, it is; and when Alexius Del Rossa makes you a deal, you run far away and never look back. Me? I didn't run. I stayed. I opened that envelope, and I accepted his offer. Why? Because my life was a mess and on a downward spiral to a big, fat nothing. And he just offered me everything in exchange for six months of my life. It was supposed to be a simple arrangement, but I learned the hard way that nothing is simple when it comes to Alexius.

I used to believe survival meant keeping my head down. Following the rules. Pretending I wasn't breaking apart inside. Then I married Isaia Del Rossa. The man who lied to me. The man who bled for me. The man who swore I was his forever—whether I wanted it or not. Now, a ghost from my past is...

He comes back every time. Damaged. More damaged than before. He shows up in the dark, and for a few days the world makes sense again—his hands, his voice, the muffins he makes before dawn because he doesn't know any other way to say I love you. Then he leaves. He always leaves. Back to her...

Mila Secret. Captive. Wife. I had my role to play in this war. He made that clear from the start. No matter what happened between us, his hunger for revenge kept raging. Not even an act of God could change that. But his walls are crumbling; his defenses crippled. He says I'm his weakness, the...

Mila Secrets. Lies. Deception. It's all part of his vendetta, and so am I. He stole me, used me as one of his pawns by forcing me into a marriage I wanted no part of. I had to sign my name on the dotted line, and now he owns me…body, mind, and soul. That's why I ran. I had to escape the...

I knew I’d never have the luxury of choosing my own wife. An arranged marriage was a sacrifice men in my position had to make for their families. It wasn’t something I looked forward to, but it had to be done. I just never imagined my father would choose her to be my bride: Daniela Moretti, the daughter of my enemy...and I intended to treat her as such. Since the day she set foot in my house as my wife, my loathing of her turned into something deadlier than hate. Her strength intrigued me. Her fight seduced me. And I started seeing more in her than just Moretti blood.

Reth Killing is easy. Being owned is the real nightmare. I'm controlled. Broken down and rebuilt into something lethal. I don't feel. Don't hesitate. Don't want. I survive by staying empty. Sophia Sinclair is everything I was never meant to touch. Soft, bright… good. For years I stayed in the...

Everyone treats me differently now. Like I'm this broken doll with glue sealing the cracks. It's okay. I can handle their pitying stares. But not his. Not Nicoli's. I hate the way he looks at me like I'm this fragile thing he's too afraid to touch. I want him to love me the way he did before this nightmare started. He needs to realize that I'm stronger than he thinks. I'm not a victim, and I'm more than a survivor. I'm a fighter. And while Nicoli and his brothers hunt the man responsible, I'm plotting my own revenge. This isn't a Dark Sovereign war. It's mine.

There's always a price to pay when you're loved by a man like Nicoli Del Rossa. He's my king, the captor of my heart. But with the Dark Sovereign empire comes savage enemies thirsting for bloodshed, and when a mafia war is raging, buried secrets are brought to the surface. While my husband does everything to protect me, I start to see the cracks in his truth. The lies, the deception—it begins to unfold, and I no longer know who I can trust. All it takes is one night apart. One night of living in the dark. One night… and I remember everything.

I’ve never had a life. I’m not talking about the freedom money can buy because I have that in spades. I’m talking about the freedom a girl gets from growing up with four overprotective Del Rossa men…which is zero. Zero freedom to have a social life. Zero freedom to date. Men in this city know better than to look my way. I’m Dark Sovereign property, and everyone knows you don’t touch what belongs to the Del Rossas. To the brothers, I’m the little sister they never had. Except for Nicoli.

I never wanted this life, this marriage. But Caelian carried me down the aisle, and a corrupt priest declared us husband and wife, ignoring the thousand no's I screamed at our wedding. What began as a battle of wills has turned into an obsession. We were forced into a marriage of convenience, but somewhere between the hate and the heat, we found something more. Something dark and irresistible, something that binds us together even as it threatens to tear us apart.

Her revenge starts...now. Rage. It’s toxic. It poisons you. Corrupts you. Smothers your heart until it no longer beats. You can’t run from it. There’s no escape. Once it seizes control, it won’t stop until revenge bleeds the tears of justice. The day he took her, he destroyed my humanity...

She wasn't looking for a knight in shining armor. She was looking for a devil in leather. Temptation. It’s a powerful thing. It possesses you. Corrupts you. Turns a pure soul into a reckless beast. Once it has you in its clutches, you can’t escape it. It won’t let go, not until it perverts...

She'll never be safe. Not from the world. Not from the people who want to take her from me. I see the way they look at her. Like she's something they can steal. But she's not theirs to take. She's mine.