"What do you mean, 'you sold me to the Russian mob'?" Unfortunately, Papa isn't joking. And as if belonging to the beast isn't messed up enough, I'm now also carrying his heir...
Riley When I left my life as the daughter of the most powerful mob family in New York City, I never imagined I’d be forced to marry my identical twin sister’s fiancé.
Good girls don't pick fights with a handsome billionaire at the dry cleaner's. Good girls don't steal his bespoke suit. Good girls don't take pictures of themselves wearing only the suit jacket. And good…
Beautiful monsters wear the most alluring disguises... and the deadliest one just walked into my gallery. As a successful gallery owner in Boston, I thought I knew who I was.
Those words have echoed in my mind ever since he said them, and despite the way my heart races for him every time he steps into the same room, I can't say …
