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

I have known this was going to happen the day I kissed Marco on that roof top. The day Ren fell into an early grave. If I am honest, I have known for much longer than that. 


 “Don't whine, how was Papa supposed to know I liked him?" I scold her, because she is making it obvious, and Leonardo likes her. Right? He must if he wanted to marry her. She should give him a chance. 


 What more can I say? I don’t like him! I have feelings for his brother who had his tongue in my mouth 6 months ago. Ya, that was not going to happen. 


 "I don't want him, I want Marco," She whispers as Marco looks this way sensing that we are in fact talking about him. 


 I roll my eyes, making light of the fact that my father just handed the man I crushed on for five years to my sister on a golden platter and the brother whom I wanted was older than me by many years and not interested. 


 No, he is only interested in a brunette headed Italian big boob, tall woman. The complete opposite of me. 
