Left for Dead by the Mafia King I Loved

I married Rafe Maretti—the man who owned the Maretti Casino empire. Sophisticated, ruthless, but sinfully charming.

By year three of our marriage, I introduced my little sister to his nephew, Adam Moretti—twenty-five, all sharp smiles and sharper ambition.

He ran the dirtier side of the family’s business—arms, drugs, the kind of trade that dripped blood and money in equal parts.

I married the powerful, irresistible uncle. She married the young, dangerous nephew.

It was supposed to be our fairytale.

Then one day, I got kidnapped in Rafe’s casino.