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I woke up with no memory and a child growing in my belly. The kind healer calls me Elif, and the handsome merchant Sinan looks at me like I'm his salvation. I should be grateful for this peaceful life, for gentle touches and soft words. But my dreams are full of dark eyes and consuming darkness. My hands know how to kill even when my mind doesn't remember why. And when the Shadow Lord comes for me—claiming I'm his wife, his property, his obsession—my body recognizes what my heart has forgotten. He says I belong to him. He says I'm carrying his heir.

I stepped into the Shadow Court to save my brother. I didn't expect to walk out as the bride of the monster who killed the man I loved. Kaan is the ruthless Lord of Shadows—ancient, merciless, and terrifyingly beautiful. He murdered Aslan with a smile on his lips and my name on his tongue. Then he claimed me as payment for a blood debt. Now, I'm his wife in black silk and silver chains. Owned. Caged. Watched.

After years of waiting patiently in the shadows, I've finally come to claim what is mine. And that prize is Viviana Valachi, the youngest daughter of the Valachi Don. She is timid and obedient, everything her father raised her to be. But there is a fire in those Valachi eyes that is matched only by her brother, whom I hold captive. Azrael is on the move. No place or person is safe, even those I keep in golden cages.

They say she is a mafia princess. But when Evie O'Hanlon's precious feet land on Irish soil, I realize everyone is wrong. She's not a princess but a Queen. A Queen I want to capture, play with, and then kill. You can't have competition, no matter how pretty the package is. And the package is very f*cking pretty—so much so that my plan to kill her weakens the closer I get. But my Queen isn't exactly innocent. She weaves her own dark and dangerous web for me, one she freely admits to.

The ink isn't dry on the contract for my arranged marriage when my first and only love comes back to town. The Pits demand five souls, turning men into monsters. I know this, as it took away my humanity when I was forced to kill my best friend. I lost not only him, but his sister and my lover—who can never discover the truth of her brother's death. I swore before I snapped his neck that I would find out who runs the Pits and bring them to their knees.

Valachi, the name of a rival mafia family, was the last word on my mother's dying lips. After years of careful deceit and planning, my moment of revenge has finally arrived. The head of the Valachi family has died, leaving his innocent daughter vulnerable. She is forced to take my hand in an arranged marriage. By the time she learns my true identity, it will be too late. As her new husband, I will have complete control over her. I am the enemy in her bed.

I want to shake the hand of the person who gunned down my father. He was a rotten b*stard. It's just a pity I didn't get to take his life myself. Now, with my father gone, I am the new Don of the Scarpetta family. A don's murder requires retribution, though, and when I take my rightful place, the means presents itself. She's small, innocent, and kept locked away by her brother Cassidy. I'm all about force and brutality, and I like to take what is mine. But even I can't just snatch the Princess from the head of the Irish mafia.