TD

He needed a wife. My father needed a deal. And apparently, I was the most expendable daughter in the family. So I married Xavier Vittori—the coldest mafia heir alive—knowing absolutely nothing about the war I’d just been dragged into. Except there was one problem. His ex-fiancée still loved him. And the worst part? So did he. Now I’m trapped in a marriage built on lies, surrounded by enemies, secrets, and a woman who knows my husband better than I ever will. The contract says we’re married for one year. But someone is already planning to make sure neither of us survives it.