Everyone dreams, but what if the most feared mafia lord has been haunted for years by a vision of one woman—always changing, always the same?
Ivan Antonov, the invisible kingpin of Russia’s most ruthless mafia, is both a ghost and a force of terror. Known only by his iron grip and mysterious presence, he’s drawn to a single obsession: finding the girl who appears in his dreams.
Meanwhile, Madison Jones, a carefree American college student, lives a simple life as her parents’ brightest joy. With modest wishes and contentment in her ordinary world, she has no idea what fate has in store. But when that world is torn away, she finds herself in the path of Ivan Antonov—the man who believes she’s the woman he’s been searching for all his life.
What happens when her innocence collides with his darkness? Will Madison’s life ever be the same, or has she stepped into a destiny she can’t escape?

Mafia's Dream Girl

As we all reached the pool, not caring about anything, my husband threw me into the pool and then he too jumped in near me. I can swim, but I don’t remember how I learned or when I learned swimming. Seeing me swimming effortlessly, my husband, sissy, and Mario bro smiled at me. They both jumped into the water as well, and we all started to play until my stupid uncle decided to show up with his bitch wife.


Seeing her, I was fuming and probably trying to gulp down the contents rising in my throat. Stop… I don’t want to throw up in the pool.


She wasn’t wearing anything but clothes too small to hide anything. I turned and glared at my husband, who was looking at me with a smirk. I saw that Mario bro was also giving the same look to sissy. Seems like they both want us to rile ourselves up.


“Hello, baby. Seems like you’re all well now,” my stupid uncle asked me, and I just nodded my head at him.


RILING HIM UP