I grew up caged in silk and shadows, my father's daughter in name only. Untouched. Unseen. Craving a man's hands that would finally make me feel alive, even if they crushed me.
Then his best friend noticed me. The one who'd guarded our empire with bloodied fists, the gravel-voiced sentinel who'd watched over family dinners like a wolf at the edge of the flock. Flickering candlelight caught the predator in his eyes across that tense table, and something inside me fractured. He was off-limits salvation, the devil sworn to protect me like one of his own. But late nights in smoke-choked safehouses twisted that oath into hunger.
Now every stolen glance devours me. His callused palm at the small of my back in public, possessive and wrong. Sweat-slicked, I yield on the narrow bunk, innocence shattering under his weight, his mouth claiming what my father would kill for. He's armored restraint cracking for my wide-eyed pleas, turning paternal loyalty into erotic ruin. I provoke him with sly whispers, defiant even as I beg.
But obsession spirals. Father's unbreakable trust hangs by whispers of suspicion. My fragile freedom from this mafia cage teeters. His life in the crossfire if we're caught. Sanity slips in neon-streaked alleys, clutching that bloodied ledger like a lifeline to madness.
What if surrendering to the man who raised me dooms us both to graves dug by family?
A full-length age gap dark mafia erotic romance featuring a sheltered mafia princess and her father's ruthless enforcer.
