I just accidentally touched myself to the image of my most dangerous mafia client.
The punchline? He watched every second of it.
I was just the wedding planner sneaking a moment of weakness in a Vegas hotel suite.
His punishment? Pressing me against the wall, collecting every broken sound I made — and calling it a debt repaid.
I ran the next morning and hid for three years.
I thought surviving the humiliation of planning my cheating ex-boyfriend’s wedding was my biggest problem.
Until the groom’s billionaire Mafia uncle walks in.
Robert D’Angelo.
My savage one-night stand, and the monster who never stopped hunting me.
He corners me, his dark obsession reignited, ready to make me pay for running.
Until a little girl with his exact eyes runs across the room and calls me Mommy.
Robert isn’t just a ruthless boss of Miami’s most lethal family.
He’s a cold-blooded Capo staring into a pair of silver eyes identical to his own.
I have to keep her safe. But as his predatory gaze shifts from his secret daughter back to my trembling face...
I know it’s already too late to run.
