Emperor of Havoc (Memento Mori)

He’s a dark storm wrapped in tattoos and muscle.

A mafia prince with a killer’s smile and a predator’s gaze.

Takeshi Mori doesn’t ask for anything. He takes it.

Including me.

Our marriage is a weapon forged in blood, meant to stop a war.

But there’s nothing peaceful about my new husband.

He’s ruthless chaos incarnate—a Machiavellian psychopath with a thirst for violence.

He craves control, but I was born to defy.

His darkness terrifies me even as it calls to mine.

His touch consumes me even as it burns me alive.

We aren’t a happy ever after. We’re a collision-course disaster.

And “till death do us part” isn’t a vow.

It’s a declaration of war.