Shan R.K

The lines that blur between love and war are often the only thing keeping you alive.

I wasn't a full Italian. My mother was a Russian, a female of the Bratva. To create peace between the Famiglia her family, the Bratva gave her up. 

My father always said I was born lucky, I would never have to marry for power. I could choose. And for a while, I believed him. For a while, I thought I could marry Leonardo Catelli.

Until HE, Marco Catelli, eldest son of the Capo of the Famiglia lost his betrothed. Until he rose to be the Capo Dei Capi, The Boss of all Bosses. Until he needed an heir, a wife. Until he chose me. 

My name is Aliyana Capello, daughter of Consigliere Sartini Capello and this is my confession. 

"Bury him, mourn his death. But come Monday morning you mine Aliyana." Marco

The story follows Aliyana Capello and Marco Catelli's life and the events leading them to the alter.

When Lorenzo Catelli is murdered, Marco promises to avenge his brother's death with the help of Aliyana and his siblings. But as the answers are found, more people in the 5th State are murdered. When a cold past comes back, Marco finally sees some light in his corner. But all is not as it seems.
Enemies are never far and few in the 5th State.

Forced into a war he never wanted to protect the one he loves, Marco must choose the extent of the crimes he will commit and the enemies he will make especially if that enemy happens to be his future wife.

Boss of All Bosses

 "We agreed to keep it quiet. Nothing happened, no retaliation, nothing until recently. Ren was visited by Xander, seems like Alice was wrong, Xander very much wanted to protect Alec that night." 


 “What the fuck Liya, we are supposed to be a fucking family. Shouldn’t we have gotten a say too? We could all be dead by now.” Gabriel yells as I look to the carpeted floor. Yes, they should have had a say. But at the time, it seemed best to keep it between Ren and me. 


 “Ren didn’t just put himself in danger, he put us all in danger. Xander Moretti is a fucking snake, he’ll slit your throat if it meant proving himself worthy of his father's fucking approval. And Alice, fucking Christ, Aliyana. If she knows Elisa is your father’s daughter, we are fucked. She’ll know we are up to something. Point be damned if Elisa is a fucking devil in disguise or not,” Michel barks as he bangs his hand on the wall, making me jump. 
