Being the youngest of four sisters, I’m the one who remembers our beautiful Mama the least. And the only one who has to face every day the painful reality that Papa has moved on.
I’m also the only sister who has to share a roof with the devastatingly handsome but chillingly arrogant capo, Nicolò Di Santo—my new stepbrother.
While I can’t help but watch every enchanting move he makes, he doesn’t even know I exist. In another life, he’d be the man of my dreams, but in this one, he’s rude, dismissive and bitterly cold.
He’s far from sub-zero in my fantasies though. The heat he brings to my dreams in the dead of night makes the pages of my diary smoulder.
The leather-bound book is my darkest indulgence and most delicious secret.
But on my eighteenth birthday, I discover Nicolò Di Santo has read every page. And now he’s the one watching me.
