Okay, so, my bad for assuming the guy I was going on a date with wasn’t married. And my bad for taking him to a friend’s house for dinner, only to find out my friend …
Running away from home at 17 wasn’t easy. Let’s face it though, nothing before, or in the ten years since, has ever been easy for me. And I’m doing okay. Sorta. I just need to keep scraping by,…
There is only one punishment for spies and liars, A slow and painful death. And my sweet, angelic wife, Who bewitched everyone in my home, From my men - even to my dogs, Is the worst traitor of all.
An Irish mobster with a brutal grudge. An Italian mafia princess with a dark secret. Two enemy empires joined in sacred marriage vows. Let the hating games begin.
Nobody touches what's mine without fatal consequences, But when the most beautiful woman is brought to face my fury, My dead heart suddenly begins to beat again.
