Seduced By the Mafia Don

Prologue

Sienna

The man of my dreams ruined my life. He was my lover, my universe, my everything. I promised myself I wouldn’t be na?ve. I promised myself I would remember the hatred I should feel for him.

Yet his kisses dissolved my resolve. This exquisite gown erased my convictions. I fell victim to his beguiling smile and the assurance that he was different from the others. The life he offered: distant dreams coming true, a genuine opportunity for love. He claimed no resemblance to those who killed my mother.

I stumble down the corridor, breathless, the damning paper clutched in my trembling hand, my chest constricting as though my heart might burst.

Person of Interest: Nico Moretti. Fleeing the scene. Witness statement redacted.

But I refuse to let his betrayal go unpunished. Before, I entertained the fantasy that we might forge a relationship worthy of a fairytale. We’d defy the odds: a mafia kingpin and a woman who’d eternally despised the underworld. What preposterous delusion.

I straighten my spine, inhaling deeply, composing myself.

I won't waste precious moments on tears when vengeance waits. Blood is what I seek now. Red has always been my favorite color.

Tonight, the Don will bleed, or I will.