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Sold to the highest bidder to pay off a blood feud, I never imagined I would be the pawn in my father's fatal game. Still, here I am before Enzo De Luca, the most vicious mafia leader in the city. Though appealing, he is cold, deliberate, and as lethal. Though my heart races just from his proximity, it is his touch that ignites me. My body betrays me and reacts to him in ways I am powerless over. And I melt as he softly, commandingly says my name.

Enzo loves neither me nor another. In his deadly kingdom, I am only another bargain, another transaction. But every time we are alone, the conflict between us snaps—desire becomes a terrible addiction. Although I detest him for everything he stands for, I yearn for the way he consumes me, body and soul.

He has made it quite evident—our marriage is more about power than love. Still, every angry gaze and every snatched moment in the shadow reveals something different. Benevolent underneath his icy façade lies something broken that appeals to the darkest sides of me. But depending on a man like Enzo may mean losing everything.

Bound to him now, for better or worse, I am caught in a world where loyalty is brittle and treachery carries a bullet. Our friendship gets more perilous the more truths about his empire I find. And as the past calls for us, I have to question myself: will our passion be the thing that ruins us both or can I survive loving a guy like Enzo De Luca?

Burning in his arms is me. But in his universe, I could roast alive.

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"Why, Enzo, do you constantly do this? Push me away when the turmoil you have drawn me into already makes me drown! My voice rang against the rocky cavern walls, and I hated how exposed I felt facing him in the low light.

Enzo's face was a tempest of emotions; his jaw tightened as though every word he wanted to say was a fight within himself. "Emilia, I am trying to save you. You understood? Someone is injured each time I allow you in. You are wounded.

I moved forward, closing the already stifling space between us. "Keeping something in the shadows hurts more! You cannot make decisions for Enzo here. What I can or cannot manage is not something you get to decide.

He turned aside, his flashlight flickering off the perspiration on his brow. You are ignorant of what I have done. Should you know—"

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