It’s the morning of my wedding. I don’t look like the ruthless mafia boss who rules the underworld. No matter how fake this marriage might seem, by the end of the day, she’ll be my wife. Until… she…
The moment I tasted her, I knew one thing—she was mine. I stole her from her wedding and put a ring on her hand. But there’s an ache I can’t ignore—I might never have her heart.
"What do you mean, 'you sold me to the Russian mob'?" Unfortunately, Papa isn't joking. And as if belonging to the beast isn't messed up enough, I'm now also carrying his heir...
Riley When I left my life as the daughter of the most powerful mob family in New York City, I never imagined I’d be forced to marry my identical twin sister’s fiancé.
