Danika I ran from my Russian father to escape an arranged marriage and ended up handcuffed to an Italian mafia hitman … in his bed.
He’s as intensely beautiful as he is ruthless. A dichotomy of callous yet kind that fascinates me, though I know it shouldn’t. The man’s a killer.
But more than that, he suffers from compulsions—a need to control every aspect of his life. And now that I’ve entered his world, I’ve become his ultimate fixation.
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