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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.

OWNED BY MR MAFIA

Bella's younger sister. Marco had abducted her, knowing that was the one act that would assure I came to him, weak and alone.

"We have to go. Now," Bella said, her fear momentarily eclipsed by resolve. "If you think I'm staying behind this time, you don't know me at all."

The door burst open before I could stop her, Dante striding in with a pistol focused on me. "You're not going anywhere, boss," he snarled.

Bella gasped, moving back. "Dante? You're working with Marco?"

"You didn't see this coming, did you?" Dante's grin grew. "Marco sends his regards, but I have my own score to settle."

"Run, Bella!" I yelled, my instincts overwhelming every other thought.

A gunshot rang out, and Bella shrieked. But I couldn't see her—Dante had surged for me, the contact driving us both into the wall.

As we wrestled, I heard her voice, frantic and scared. "Enzo, don't do this. Don't—"

SHADOWS OF BETRAYALS