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

 “Why can’t she stay here now? One weekend isn’t going to put her in danger.” My feet follow the tall man as he walks around my bedroom putting his shirt over his naked back. 


 I know what I look like, my hair is wild, my face in a tight scowl as I remain a tail on his back. It is in my DNA to be pliant, to follow the lead of a man. But this man, knows there is not a pliant bone in my body. I have shown him all of what makes me, I have given myself to him and he has accepted me. 


 My Grandfather had instilled in me, my route of survival in this wicked world I was born into was my ability to remain unseen unless spoken to. That was never me and the day I saw the man he was, he knew. 


 I knew eventually my time would come to get married, I am 29 hardly young in our world of crime and blood. In fact I am old. I should be a mother by now. 


Camilla