RAINAEvery daughter of a mafia king gets handed the same two options: become the weapon or become the sacrifice.I stopped being afraid of blood before I stopped being afraid of the dark. I learned early that silence was surrender, and survival meant getting your hands dirty. Emotions were a liability-so I buried mine somewhere no one could find them, including me.Then my father asked me to marry Nico Moretti.Heir to the Moretti empire. A man whose name makes grown men check the exits. And I'm supposed to smile, sign a contract, and become his.I've spent years making sure no man owns my choices. I've controlled everything. I've stared down gun barrels and walked away without blinking. Control was the only thing that was ever actually mine.And then Nico looked at me.That was the problem. Because for the first time in my life, my body didn't ask my permission before it reacted.I couldn't shoot my way out of that. Couldn't fight it. Couldn't bury it fast enough.So I did the only thing that made sense.NICOThis was supposed to be easy. A contract. A bride. A peace deal dressed up in a pretty face.I expected someone manageable. What I got was a woman who looked at me like she was deciding which way to kill me-and then disappeared before I could open my mouth.Most women in this world know how it works. They smile, they cooperate, they don't make things difficult. Raina Gallo looked at me like she was sizing up a problem she hadn't decided to deal with yet.Then she ran.My mistake was letting her think she could.She can run wherever she wants. She can fight me the whole way. But she's mine. She just doesn't know it yet. Read more
