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In a world where everyone seeks salvation and redemption, lives a man who loathes those concepts to his core. Some know him as Xavier Kane, the corporate raider who collects companies like pebbles; some know him as the messenger of death who lords over a reputable and highly structured hitman company; some know him as Dr. Andrea, the best cosmetology surgeon in Italy. 

To Alessia, he was just the puppy-faced Giovanni she fell in love with at first sight, and Xavier would do anything to keep it that way.

Xavier knows damn well he shouldn't ask for more, he didn't deserve it, but her stubborn pout and her innocent innuendo cause friction that soon turns to sizzling heat.

How long can Xavier play the cute boy next door when inside him lives the greatest evil, the dirtiest secrets, and the kinkiest acts?

Alessia, a girl who had to become a mother to her two siblings at the age of eleven after witnessing her mother's horrible death, just got out of a toxic relationship, jobless and broken.

Weeks later, she gets a 'miraculously' job with Xavier Kane, the vile billionaire she came to despise for his dubious acts. When she finds out her gentleman was the same man she hated the most,  she is very pissed.

“What's wrong with me being a bad guy? Why don't you just be my good girl instead?”

WARNING: BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT.

Unmasked Hearts: Taming The Vile Billionaire

Alessia's temperature rose, her pulse quickening as she felt the cold sweat on her palms. Standing in Xavier's office, she now understood why his employees needed therapy. Alessia steadied her racing heart, her breath hitching as locked her eyes dead into his icy ones.

"The report states that operations over the past month, while you were away, focused on successfully deploying two new nodes on the network, increasing overall scalability by 25%. We onboarded 15 new clients, resulting in a 30% increase in revenue. Client satisfaction is at 95%."

She kept talking calmly and slowly, even though she was running on adrenaline. As she finished her report, her shoulders dropped as she quietly tried to catch her breath.

"Is there anything you would like me to do?" she asked, giving he perception that she didn't fear him.

I Would Cry At Your Funeral