The Mafia King's Forbidden Desire

I walked in on my boyfriend fucking my best friend. Eight months of them lying to my face.

So I sold what I could, quit my job, and bought a one-way ticket to Florence.

One night in a crowded Italian club, I met a stranger with eyes so black they swallowed light. No names. No promises. Just skin, heat, and the kind of sex that ruins you for anyone else. I slipped out of his bed before sunrise and told myself it was a clean break.

Fate had other plans.

Two weeks later I started my new job at Sinclair Corporation.