Fractured Diamonds Saga

The blizzard wasn't just snow—it was fate trapping me with Alessandro Diamante. The most dangerous man in Italy. Thirteen years my senior, with hands that knew exactly how to make me surrender. I came to his mountain fortress hunting evidence that he murdered my brother. I stayed because his touch became my darkest addiction.

"You think this is just a game, Gloria?" he growls, his grip tightening on my hips. "Your father is watching us consummate this engagement. Give him the show he wants." What starts as a humiliating order becomes eight hours of pleasure I never knew existed. I should hate him for claiming me like this. Instead, I'm addicted to every commanding touch. The perfect mafia princess doesn't fall for her family's sworn enemy. She doesn't fantasize about his punishment every night. And she sure as hell doesn't plot patricide with her forced fiancé.

I broke the code—touched my best friend's sister. Broke her heart—left her behind with my baby. Broke myself—became the monster I swore I'd never be. Six months in Russian hell turned me into Shakal. The Jackal. The one who laughs while bones snap. The one who kills for the Bratva crest on his chest. My dying best friend made me swear: Protect Vanya. Blood oath sealed in his last breath. Now she owns my nights. And I own the secret she's hiding.

I seduced a broken assassin. Now I'm pregnant with his baby. And they've ordered me to kill him. Ero Diamante is the Bratva's lost prince—a killer drowning in whiskey and false memories. Perfect for my mission: manipulate him, control him, make him kill for us. Then put a bullet in his skull. He doesn't remember me. Doesn't know I'm the ghost in his head. Every touch? A setup. Every kiss? A lie. Every "I love you"? A weapon.