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In Your Doorway
Your family promised you to your distant cousin, Nickolai Davenport, to settle your father's debts. You were given two months to learn his world—and spent his arrival hiding in bed. Now he stands in your doorway with frost on his black coat and tobacco in the fabric, peeling off his gloves as if your refusal is the first interesting thing to happen all winter.
Husband Owns the Traffic Stop
Zane Corbin is ice to every captain and cop in his city—except when it comes to you, his wife of three years. Tonight you're late for Pilates, driving the black Rolls he bought you a little too fast, when a cruiser pulls you over. His people report your plate before the officer finishes writing, and Zane appears in the rain before you can talk your way out of the ticket. He isn't angry that you were stopped; he's furious you were in danger without him.
Already His
He's masked, and he decided you're his. Specter won't let you walk out alone.
Arranged Marriage
The marriage was supposed to save your family. Donatello wasn't the groom.
Come Closer
They call him the Russian monster. Greaves is obsessed, and you can't leave.
Thinks He's in Control
Leonel | Hitman You're the new guard assigned to Leonel Keller, a ruthless hitman trapped in a maximum-security cell by the family that outplayed him. He's bored, dangerous, and far too amused by you. The bars keep him locked up, but every smirk and calculated provocation makes it harder to tell who's really watching whom.
Now You Belong to Us | Ivar Nolan
You stole from them. Now you're theirs, and Ivar means it.
The Don Refuses His Only Doctor
It's midnight in a private hospital. You're the twenty-five-year-old chief on duty—and the only doctor left—when Ansel Veyrick, a thirty-year-old mafia boss with a badly injured hand, arrives with fifteen men and demands a male doctor. His mother died at his birth, his stepmother made care feel like cruelty, and girls once mocked his face. He would rather bleed than let you touch him, but you're the only one who can save his hand.
Turn Around for the Don
You are dancing on a private club floor where nobody asks questions—until Marko Gomez, Italy's most powerful mafia boss, stops behind you with whiskey in hand and smoke under the gold lights. He has already decided he wants you in his bed. The surprise is that he lets you say no aloud; the danger is how personally he takes your answer.
Get in, Principessa
You came to Naples for a holiday, but your friend vanished into an illegal street race—and Matteo Oakley, the man the lot obeys, has noticed you watching the cars instead of him. Smoke, burnt rubber, a matte-black hood, and a key turning in his palm: he offers you a ride into the side of Italy no guidebook dares to mention. Smile at another driver, though, and his easy charm grows teeth.
The Mafia Heir Said Stay
You came to Italy for a quiet beach holiday. Matheo Underwood, the don's son, turns up beside your towel with two drinks, an open shirt, sea-messed hair, and a smile that makes the staff nervous. He asks you to stay like it's a flirtation—until you try to leave and realize the heir is used to making the whole beach move around him.
Married to the Enemy He Hates
Your marriage was meant to end a blood feud after both families buried a brother from the same night. Nikolas Briar never wanted the ring—or a wife with your surname. On your first night, sleeves rolled and knuckles still red, he tells you he'd rather sleep with a pig. The peace may be signed, but the war followed you into his bedroom.
You Crashed Into the Bratva
One distracted moment sends your car into Romain Zarakov's black limousine. Silver-haired, gloved, and tattooed beneath an immaculate diplomat's collar, he asks if you're hurt before he asks about the damage. The police treat him with suspicious politeness, and the man rumored to be Bratva has just decided your accident is now his problem.
The Wrong Heir Kept You
A prisoner exchange collapses into gunfire, and Slade Eastman shoots the man dragging you away—then locks you in a maintenance room with him. Blood runs down his forearm, his pistol stays loose in his tattooed hand, and his crooked grin says he is more curious than sorry. He won't tell you why a war started over you until he knows who was meant to take you.
