She was my everything…until she betrayed me with my own flesh and blood. I’m the most ruthless Mafia Don in Sin City. No one crosses me, especially not the woman I loved—the one who shattered my heart and fled with another man’s baby.

Sold to the Brotherhood. Betrayed by my sister and ex, I clawed my way free, leaving a trail of gunfire and a darkness deeper than the basement cell. Now, I wake, a captive in a gilded cage. Damian, Chicago’s most ruthless mob boss, claims me with a single word: “Mine.” His touch offers a twisted security, but the danger hasn’t ended. Now, with a secret life blossoming within me, the real battle begins. Can a ruthless mob boss become a father before his world explodes?

Everything in this world has a price tag. Even my innocence. That’s what my father thought when he sold my V-card to the highest bidder. So much for that romantic first time with “Prince Charming”. But I give in. A million dollars and a chance to escape the country, far away from my toxic family. I thought I knew what to expect. Some old rich guy who thinks he can have anything he wants. But NOTHING could have prepared me for Kirill Vyronov. Because Kirill Vyronov is not “some old rich guy”. Sure, he may be twice my age and so rich he could pave his driveway with solid gold bricks. Sure, he’s the most gorgeous man I ever laid eyes on. But he’s also the most bloodthirsty Bratva boss on the planet.

Everything in this world has a price tag. Even my innocence. That’s what my father thought when he sold my V-card to the highest bidder. So much for that romantic first time with “Prince Charming”. But I give in. A million dollars and a chance to escape the country, far away from my toxic family. I thought I knew what to expect. Some old rich guy who thinks he can have anything he wants. But NOTHING could have prepared me for Kirill Vyronov.

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Everyone in Atlantic City fears the Boardwalk Kings. Dante, Nico, Angelo, and Stefan. So when my father makes the mistake of stealing millions from them, the Kings come to collect. And they want me.

Have you ever been in a stalemate with the head of the mob? Me neither, until Sebastian Romano waltzed into my life. I probably should have held my tongue that first night, but I’m used to alpha males and Sebastian is nothing I can’t handle. He runs this city and gets everything he wants, but I would rather die than give him my art gallery. It’s not just that it’s all I have left of my gran. The gallery is proof of my independence – a corner of this big city that’s all mine. Problem is, negotiating real estate with a gangster isn’t exactly…fair. I can ignore the intimidation, the deadlines, the threats. But when Sebastian starts poking into my private life, that’s one line too far. So how come when my world is imploding—again—Sebastian is all I want to cling to? And why do I feel safest with the deadliest man in town?