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I may have been born into the Mafia underworld, but I left all that behind me, and I never looked back. Until I got the call I’d been dreading. Now, I’m nothing but a sacrifice. A pawn for my father and the man I’m being forced to marry. They call him Priest. But it’s not because he’s a holy man. Priest Andriani is a gorgeous sinner. A cruel devil. A corrupt angel in a designer suit. My biggest weakness, my tormentor, my greatest fear. The husband I’ll do anything to destroy. Unless he ruins me first.

After Phoenix Night’s partner died in the line of duty, something changed inside him. He left the force, using his talents to catch cheating spouses in the act as a private investigator. Being a PI is easy work. Letting him work through the weird changes he’s been going through since his partner's death. Changes no one can explain…

Carson Harding's marriage is falling apart. Just when she finds the courage to walk away, consequences be damned - an accident changes everything. An accident that will force her to overcome more than a failed marriage. Jason Hunter has seen it all working on squad truck. But something about the signal 41 he works leaves him wanting to be a hero...For her. Will the accident leave Carson broken forever or will Jason show her happiness in spite of tragedy?

He made me his queen. Now, he'll either destroy me… or die for me. When my father was murdered, I didn't grieve—I seized his throne. Cold. Calculating. Untouchable. Until Lucian Agosti came for me. The Bratva fears me. New York's underworld bows to me. But Lucian doesn't kneel. He conquers. The Italian Don makes me an offer I can't refuse. My sister's life for my hand in marriage. My crown for his ring. My body for his pleasure.

I was supposed to end the Irish devil who's haunted my family's empire. Not crave his touch. Not beg for more when he pins me down and demands my surrender. One clean strike was all I needed. Instead, I'm trapped against his bedroom wall at midnight, my assassin's mask torn away, his hungry green eyes drinking in every inch of me. "I'll let you live," he whispers, his breath hot against my throat. "But every time you fail to kill me, you'll spend the night doing exactly what I say." I should have driven my blade into his black heart. Instead, I made a deal with the devil himself.