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My name is Alexandria Donatella McCarthy, daughter of the don of the Rossi syndicate. Abused. Neglected. Underestimated. I’m about to unleash hell on this town. Keane Agosti, Rafael Ortiz, and Jaxson West don’t know it yet, but I am the devil who will bring that hell to their doorsteps—and take my father down right along with them. I was born into a life that showed me nothing but pain. A toy, a pawn, to be used by my father, Maximillian Rossi. My brother, Kellan, was the only bright light in my dark world. Then one day, he was gone. Taken from me. And it’s their fault.

My name is Alexandria Donatella McCarthy, or Andie for short. Daughter of the don of the Rossi syndicate. Abused. Neglected. Overlooked. After five years in exile, I return home to avenge my brother’s death and to take down my father, Maximillian Rossi. But things didn’t work out as I’d planned. Especially when I come face to face once again with them.

Scarred, isolated, and practically alone–that was my life before attending Darlington Founders University. I spent my days in the shadows, fading into the background and hiding the person I was ten years ago. A broken, damaged girl I didn’t want to remember. My life changed when I met them. Three men who altered everything. I witnessed something I shouldn’t have, and now I’m suddenly the object of their obsession. Tristan Amato, Hendrix Knight, and Constantine Ferreira. Wealthy playboys hellbent on claiming me for their own.

Constantine Ferreira, Tristan Amato, and Hendrix Knight. My three childhood best friends who grew into ruthless, powerful men. Constantine is my sanctuary. Tristan is my strength. Hendrix is my freedom. And then there’s Aleksander Stepanoff. Let’s just say, things are very complicated when it comes to my former enemy. These four men see the scars that mark my body as perfection and my darkness as beautiful chaos. A chaos that I will unleash upon the Society and the people who took everything from me.

After five years in exile, I've returned home to avenge my brother Kellan’s death and to take down my father, Maximillian Rossi, and anyone else who stands in my way. But things don’t work out as planned.

They say the Fates weave our destinies, but mine must’ve been drunk when they picked up the thread. From the beginning, my heart was never mine alone, but tangled in a web spun by three unforgettable men. Jayson Jameson and Ryder Cutton—my childhood best friends and my first tastes of love. And then there was Fallon Montgomery, the man I once believed was the villain in my story. These three men marked me in ways I can’t erase and painted my heart in colors I never could have imagined. Loving them wasn’t a choice. It was a beautiful, tragic destiny carved into my soul.

It’s been over a year since my world changed forever. After waking up thousands of miles from home, I was forced to start over, guided by scars I didn’t recognize. It hasn’t been easy, especially when life keeps pulling me toward a past I can’t fully grasp. Now, a twist of fate has brought me back, thrusting me into a world I don’t remember. At college, I run into Ryder—someone who swears he knew me before, someone whose eyes spark a connection I can’t explain. Then there’s Jayson, whose pain and anger cut through me like shards of a forgotten past.

I went to Darlington Founders filled with hopes and dreams. What I found were three men from a past I didn’t want to remember. Tristan Amato, Hendrix Knight, and Constantine Ferreira. Three dark and possessive men who saw me as beautiful and not as the scarred, damaged, broken woman I had become. After a decade of loneliness and feeling like I didn’t belong because of my scars, Tristan, Hendrix, and Constantine showed me what it was like to be desired. Wanted. Loved. They claimed me. Made me theirs. Protected me.

They say every love story has a beginning. If that’s the case, then mine started when I was nine years old. Jayson, Ryder, and I grew up together. We were inseparable, bound by a friendship that felt unbreakable. They were my family, my constants—my forevers.