MARCO

I don’t make mistakes. I don’t do mercy.

But the moment I married the wrong sister—I made both.

She was only supposed to cover a shift.

Now she’s wearing my ring…and carrying my twins.

Aria De Luca was never meant to be mine.

Her sister shook hands with hell—me—then vanished.

Aria stayed.

The dress fit.

The lie did too.

She said I do.

And I let her.

I gave her my name like a curse.

But now I want more than her signature.

I want her obedience. Her loyalty.

Her moans in my ear…

But nothing about Aria is convenient—

Not the way she swears I’m poison, but still tastes me in every breath.

Not the truth ...

MARCO

I don’t make mistakes. I don’t do mercy.

But the moment I married the wrong sister—I made both.

She was only supposed to cover a shift.

Now she’s wearing my ring…and carrying my twins.

Aria De Luca was never meant to be mine.

Her sister shook hands with hell—me—then vanished.

Aria stayed.

The dress fit.

The lie did too.

She said I do.

And I let her.

I gave her my name like a curse.

But now I want more than her signature.

I want her obedience. Her loyalty.

Her moans in my ear…

But nothing about Aria is convenient—

Not the way she swears I’m poison, but still tastes me in every breath.

Not the truth pulsing in her veins—

She’s the last breath of the family my father burned to ash.

I tried to bury the past.

But when reality hits, she’ll have to choose.

Destroy me… or trust the man who never had a heart—until she broke it open.

And if she runs,

I’ll burn everything—

And everyone—

To bring her back.

ARIA

I was only supposed to cover my twin’s shift.

Now I’m the one saying I do—to the devil she ran from.

My life changed the moment Marco Bianchi stepped into that café.

Il diavolo. The devil.

Cold eyes, untouched coffee, and a presence that made my skin prickle—

Like he was devouring me from across the room.

But somehow, he saw me—not Chiara. Me.

It was just one mistake.

One kiss in the shadows.

One night that shattered everything I thought I knew about danger… and desire.

I should’ve told him who I was.

I should’ve run.

Instead, I let him take me.

Claim me like I was always meant to be his.

Now I’m living my sister’s lie—

And falling for a man who was never supposed to be mine.

When the truth comes out, it won’t be bullets I’m afraid of.

It’ll be how much I still want the monster who stole my name…

And branded my heart.