The man mumbled through the tape. Begging. Denying.
In the shadow of the Tuscan hills, Alessandro Marchetti rules with an iron fist and a cold stare. As the head of the most feared Cosa Nostra family in decades, he has no time for weakness—and no room for love.
He will protect her. He will possess her. And if anyone tries to take her away, he will burn this city to the ground.
She was supposed to be a negotiation chip. An American tourist with the wrong last name and the right bloodline. But when she looks at him without fear, Alessandro feels something he buried long ago: hunger.
He doesn’t ask for loyalty. He takes it.