The Mafia Devil's Forbidden Bride

“You don’t get it, do you?” he growled, pressing me against the wall like prey. His hand braced beside my head, the other gripping my hip, as he pulled me closer. “I’m not the man you’re supposed to want, Sofia. I’ll ruin you.”
I inhaled his scent, “Then ruin me.”
His jaw clenched, and for a second, I thought he’d walk away. Instead, his lips brushed my neck, his breath searing. “You’ll burn for this. For me.”
“I already am,” I murmured, clinging to his shirt like it was the only thing keeping me from falling apart.
When his mouth crashed into mine, I didn’t think of my father. I didn’t think of the danger. I only thought of how good it felt to fall.
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I came to Italy to find the man who abandoned me; my father. I wasn’t supposed to fall into bed with a stranger whose touch made me forget everything about myself.
I didn’t know his name. I only knew the way he consumed me. Then I found out who he really was.
My father’s best friend. His most trusted enforcer. The most feared mafia lord in Italy.
Now I’m trapped in his villa, hiding from enemies I don't know. But there’s no safety from the man who looks at me like I’m already his.
I’m falling for the devil who may have murdered my father. And worse… I don’t want to stop.
When he asks me to marry him, I know I should run.
But I can’t stop letting him ruin me. Over and over again.