Bloodstained vows, in the mafia love is just another contract to break

lled of roses

ble columns, crystal glasses filled with expensive wine, and the quiet murmurs of powerful men whispering secrets at tables covered in silk. The most important f

et of red roses, their petals as soft as they

t tailored to perfection. Cold. Unreadable. His dark eyes bore into hers wit

-someone who would protect her, cherish her. But the Luca standing before her now was a king in a

Her father, Don Morelli, sat in the front row, pride gloaming in his eye

been

ed, Luca's voice was smo

er own response barely

g was wrong. A tension coiled in the air,

me the

e. Elena turned sharply, her bouquet falling from her hands as a second sho

bloom of red spreading across his white suit. His eye

ream was drowned

m, but a strong hand g

e ordered, his voic

tector, her only family-was bleeding out

ho had ki

elli men as if they were mere obstacles. Panic spread like wil

him to act, to command his men t

en it

ed. The DeLuca men ha

sn't an

as a b

e looked at the man she had jus

ist tightened slightl

t in time to see Matteo Ricci, her father's old

principessa,"Your fa

ation twisted i

tteo's men grabbed her arms. She thrashe

ice cracked. "

motionless, his hands now tucked i

heart would h

miled. "

hey dragged her toward the exit. She locked eyes with Luca o

for the briefest moment, something chang

it wa

o was

Years

m was alive

in luxury, another night of whispered b

Elena Morelli w

stepped into the lion's den-not as a bride, not as a vi

who had once begged for

the night o

with a new name, a new em

ca DeLuca t