Sold to the Mob Underboss
I was a botanist with a quiet life until my deadbeat mob accountant dad sold me to Vincent Inverdale—the ruthless underboss who needed a wife to stop a syndicate war. Now I stand at the altar in lace and fury while he claims me with a kiss that brands my soul. What started as a contract marriage is turning into nights of raw, possessive sex that make me crave the man holding my freedom in his fists, even as rival families circle for blood and his jealousy threatens to burn everything down. The question is: will I destroy his empire... or let this dangerous obsession destroy me?
Chapters
The greenhouse smelled like damp earth and crushed petals that afternoon, the kind of quiet I usually craved. My fingers were buried in the soil of a Phalaenopsis orchid when the door slammed open. My...
Read more →Sunlight slanted through the penthouse windows, cutting across the rumpled black sheets. I lay there for a long moment, Vincent's arm still heavy across my waist, his breathing deep and even against t...
Read more →The penthouse felt too quiet that morning, like the city outside had agreed to hold its breath. I sat at the marble island nursing a mug of herbal tea that tasted like regret and chamomile, my curls a...
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