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Being part of the Vicci Crime Family isn’t my birthright, but it runs through my blood just as deep as if it were. My destiny was set the minute Angelo Rizzuto married my mother, despite my parents trying to shelter me from it all. La Cosa Nostra. Before God or family. The vow my father took was the same vow that destroyed everything I knew. And it was now the pledge I honored alongside him.

There are things that women want and things that women need. I know deep down, with every fiber in my body, that I need Mr. Ward. He started out as my landscape designer but became so much more. Now, my life is on the line while living with the devil himself. I have been torn down and broken, and I don’t think I can take anymore. The man I need was never the one I married. No, the man I need is the one I was never supposed to have. He’s the one who showed me gentleness, kindness, and true love. Ward would put up a fight for me at any cost.

I’m a paid killer. I have blood on my hands and too many scars under my skin. Being a killer for the Vicci Crime Family left me no time to build a lasting relationship. I certainly never imagined that my new task would lead me to the one woman who would make my heart beat again. Especially after my past with Lillian. I was supposed to protect Bethany and her son. Instead, I brought danger to their doorstep. It’s about more than saving lives when hearts are involved.

An unexpected doctor’s visit, a bachelor auction, and one night of unbridled sex turned my world upside down. I was never one to settle for anything, but she made me realize that life doesn’t have to be about settling when you find your other half. Lillian Olivia Vicci aka L.O.V. is that woman. Being heiress to the Vicci crime family causes her to disappear out of my life as fast as she blew into it. I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to get close enough to her again, but then destiny rears her beautiful head and the offer of a lifetime lands in my lap.

I’ll admit it. Things have gotten easier with Killian’s help (aka his money); but figuring out how to keep my own life, while being his fake wife and dealing with his twisted desires, is still a struggle. Women constantly throw themselves at him, only further inflating his massive ego. But I’m not one of those women - and I refuse to become one. Sure, he’s the most attractive man I’ve ever seen. And yes, he can he make me practically cum with just his words. But I won’t be led by my physical desires. I’m better than that.

She is my charge, the one I was supposed to protect. Falling in love with her wasn’t supposed to happen, but it did. She was mine, the gift from the gods above. Until I destroyed us with one wrong decision, an immature reaction to news that should have me holding her and protecting her while I chase the demons away. Instead I run, make excuses to get away, and am cursed to watch her live her life without me being a part of it, knowing I'll never have her again.

I wasn't looking for love when I met her. I thought she'd own me for a night. Little did I know she'd end up owning my heart for a lifetime. Lincoln Oliver Vincent Eastwick (aka L.O.V.E.) has no intentions of ever being in a committed relationship, but that doesn't mean he won't provide one spectacular date to the lucky winner of a masked bachelor auction for a good cause.

Rebecca King had a broken heart, literally. Congenital heart disease has given her less than a year to live. Hopefully, that'll be enough time to complete every task on her bucket list. However difficult, she finally comes to terms with her imminent demise. Then fate delivers an unexpected distraction. Due to a horrific accident that left his wife on life support, Nick Cato, narcotics investigator, is trapped behind a wall of loneliness and grief. However, he had no way of knowing that destiny would deliver a gift strong enough to quell the sadness.

Just so it’s clear, I’m not the kind of woman who sleeps around. And I’m especially not the kind of woman who’d ever sell her body for money. At least, that’s not who I used to be. Now, I’m getting on my hands and knees at the orders of the stranger I suddenly call husband. I’m ashamed of what I’m doing. It’s dirty. Wrong. Twisted. And I refuse to acknowledge how good it feels. Especially in front of him.

I’ll do whatever it takes to get her back. She was mine, and it was everything. That month with her was as near to perfect as I’ve ever had in my whole f--ed up life. But then, I lost it all, and I still don’t know why. Though, I suspect it had something to do with that rat bastard Bryce Gentry. One thing I do know: I’m not letting go of Callie Cruise without a fight. And it’s time for Gentry to finally pay for his many sins.

Jackson Vale. My boss’s rival and the man I’ve thought far too much about since we were introduced last week. Of all the - “I’m not his,” I sputter indignantly. “I’m just his employee. He doesn’t own me.” And for some reason this sets off a flare of intensity and...satisfaction? in Jackson’s expression. That’s it, I officially give up trying to understand any of this. But then Jackson leans over and speaks so softly in my ear I can barely hear it above the falling rain.

It started as as a simple search for a landscape designer. I wanted a beautiful backyard for my new home, and my neighbors suggested I look into ward landscaping and design. The owner had no pictures of himself on his website. Just a portfolio of nice outdoor sitting areas, pools, and vibrant gardens that I’d always dreamed of having. Of course, I hired him. I expected to meet an average guy, but Mr. Marcel Ward is far from your average man.