Sophie’s mine. And I’ll kill to keep her. Navigating the mafia underground in Chicago is not easy. It’s like a waltz where nobody ever taught you the steps. You show respect when it’s due, never back down, And kill who they want you to kill. I didn’t become a Made Man by being careless, But even the most ardent professional stumbles now and again. Sophie’s job is to keep me from ending up in the slammer, She thinks we’re done once I walk out of court a free man. Too bad I’m hooked on my defense lawyer’s lovely charms, And what I want, I get. You see, Indro Lastra is a Made Man, And a Made Man gets what he wants. I want Sophie Vercetti. And I won’t let anything stop me. Not a gang war. Not the police. And not even the Family stand in my way. And once I get her… I’m never, ever, letting her go.

Sophie’s mine. And I’ll kill to keep her. Navigating the mafia underground in Chicago is not easy. It’s like a waltz where nobody ever taught you the steps. You show respect when it’s due, never back down, And kill who they want you to kill. I didn’t become a Made Man by being careless, But even the most ardent professional stumbles now and again. Sophie’s job is to keep me from ending up in the slammer, She thinks we’re done once I walk out of court a free man. Too bad I’m hooked on my defense lawyer’s lovely charms, And what I want, I get. You see, Indro Lastra is a Made Man, And a Made Man gets what he wants. I want Sophie Vercetti. And I won’t let anything stop me. Not a gang war. Not the police. And not even the Family stand in my way. And once I get her… I’m never, ever, letting her go.

When you’re “connected” in the Windy City, there are no guarantees. I grew up in the Family, navigating the labyrinth of courtesies in the layer cake of the Chicago Mob. When the capo says jump, you ask “how high?” They tell you to off somebody… You get the job done or you don’t come home. Play your cards right, and you’ll be a Made Man. Set for life—a violent life, but set. Play them wrong… well, the pay is great, but the retirement plan stinks. Enter one Isabella Lastra. Beautiful but sad, thoughtful but spirited. One look, and I know… I have to make her mine. I’m supposed to protect Isabella, not fall in love with her. The Loggia Family is out for blood, and Isabella is in their crosshairs. I’ll do anything to protect the woman I love. Anything. Even if I have to steal her. Can love survive in this blood-soaked, honor-bound world? Or will my quest to be a Made Man cost me the one woman I can’t live without? One thing’s for sure, if they want to take Isabella from me… They’re going to have to kill me first.

This is book 3 and the conclusion of The Devil You Love Mob Romance Series! I bought the daughter of the man I came to kill. I'm a devil with a lifetime of sins behind me. She's an angel in the wrong place at the wrong time. But that won't stop me from buying her. And it won't stop me from making her mine. ROMA I'm a hitman. I'm used to taking what I want. But paying for it? Out of the f**king question. Until her. Felicity was a jewel I could not pass up. She was never supposed to be here, at this flesh auction. Especially not on stage. Under the spotlight. Bare for all to see. But that just made it hotter. I wanted her for myself. And for my mission: Killing her father. But the longer she's in my grasp… The more I start to realize… I might have gotten more than I bargained for. FELICITY They sold me. Like a piece of f**king meat. This can't be happening. I keep expecting to wake up from this nightmare. But every time I open my eyes, it's the same thing: HIM. The hitman. The killer. The beast who bought me. Staring back at me with those steely, unblinking eyes. His hands by his side, capable of breaking me as soon as he decides he wants to. I don't know what he plans to do with me. What sick and twisted game he intends to play. But the tension between us is becoming unbearable. I'm his slave. Utterly at his mercy. And the truth is… Deep, deep down… That's exactly how I want it.

This is book 2 of the Broken by the Mob Boss romance series. Book 3 is available everywhere now! I knew he’d break me from the second I saw him. One drink too many sent me tumbling into the wrong man’s arms. Cliff Aurello is a bad boy, a mafioso, a savage killer. And now, he’s got his bloodstained fingers wrapped around my heart. Liana It was my fault from the start. I should have never let a mafia monster like Cliff into my life. Because the second I did, he turned my safe haven into a war zone. I had every reason not to trust him. But when he pinned me to the wall, hand pressed against my throat… When his breath, hot against my skin, said filthy things that made my heart race… It was impossible to tell him no. I can’t fight it. Can only submit every time he reminds me… I belong to him. Cliff I brought hell to her doorstep. She didn’t need my past or my problems. But after I got a taste of her, nothing would be the same. I owned her. Made her my possession and the center of my life. Now, a lunatic wants us dead. Down in the ground, six feet deep. I’ll take his life before he can take what’s mine. No one is taking her from me. Not now. Not ever.

I’ve lived my life giving in to my darker desires. And now I’ve found the darkest desire of all—Bianca. Let’s start out by agreeing I’m not a nice man. I’m not a good man. I’m not kind or compassionate. Hell, my dad made me kill my first guy when I was twelve. But Bianca Salerno? She’s the real deal. Sweetest girl in the world. A real beauty, too. The kind of beauty you’d take home to meet your parents. It's funny. This is the girl that gets me to stop killing. Not because she loves me and wants me to be better. Or because she thinks I can do more with my life. No. It’s because when I look at her, I can’t accept any more assignments. Why? Because my next assignment is her.