Gianina Being the only daughter of one of New York’s most notorious mobsters, I grew up in a life of privilege. But with that also came strict expectations. Like being married off at 18 to another mobster’s son. Uniting two powerful families equated to better business dealings and respect. I didn’t give a shit about any of that. I just wanted to make my own choices and live my life without a man telling me what to do. So when my new husband got too handsy on our wedding night, I accidentally killed him. Oops. Then, some arrogant asshole is...
Gianina Being the only daughter of one of New York’s most notorious mobsters, I grew up in a life of privilege. But with that also came strict expectations. Like being married off at 18 to another mobster’s son. Uniting two powerful families equated to better business dealings and respect. I didn’t give a shit about any of that. I just wanted to make my own choices and live my life without a man telling me what to do. So when my new husband got too handsy on our wedding night, I accidentally killed him. Oops. Then, some arrogant asshole is sent in to clean up my mess. A hot, arrogant asshole, but still. And I’m forced to go with him for my own protection. Even though I know it’s for my own good, I fight him every step of the way. I didn’t kill one high profile mobster to be controlled by another. But Enzo is different. He’s unlike anyone I’ve ever met and stirs up feelings inside me I’ve never felt before. So when we get snowed in at his secluded cabin in the mountains, a feeling of excitement rushes through me. And as the days go by and the temperature drops, it gets harder to deny the pull between us. No matter how much both of us fight it.
Vincenzo As a fixer for one of the biggest Italian mob families in New York, I was familiar with getting my hands dirty. Very Dirty. But when I’m asked to clean up the murder scene of another family’s heir, plus hide the mob boss’s daughter, I’m a little hesitant. Cleaning up bodies is one thing. Protecting a spoiled brat is another. When we get snowed in at my cabin, it gets harder to fight the attraction between us. She’s stubborn, mouthy, and almost half my age. Messy doesn’t even begin to cover it. And I don’t do that kind messy. But the more time I spend with her, the more I want her. She’s the forbidden fruit a guy like me can never have. I’d probably be killed for looking at her too long, let alone touching her. So it should be easy to keep my head down and do my job with everything on the line, including both our lives. But resisting her might be the hardest assignment I’ve ever had to complete. I just hope I don’t f*ck it up and get us both killed.
