The First Sin (The Anatomy of Sin #1)

FIORELLA

I was raised to be worshipped.

He’s the first man who looks at me like something meant to be ruined.

Angelo doesn’t touch me gently. He studies me. Like he’s deciding where to break me first, where I’ll fracture the cleanest. Every word out of his mouth feels like a warning I should listen to.

I don’t.

Because beneath the hatred, there’s something worse. Something that doesn’t feel like fear. Something that pulls instead of pushes.

I should fight him.

I should hate him.

I should survive him.

Instead, I catch myself watching him the same way he watches me—

like destruction might be worth it.

And if I fall…

it won’t be because he forced me.

ANGELO

I’ve destroyed men for less than what her family did to mine.

She was supposed to be a beginning. A clean cut. Something I could carve into the Silvestri name until there was nothing left of it.

But Fiorella doesn’t break the way she should.

She looks at me like she sees through the violence. Like she knows exactly what I am and doesn’t step back anyway.

That’s the problem.

Because now I don’t just want her gone—

I want her closer.

Close enough to hear the way she breathes when she’s trying not to react. Close enough to feel the exact second she stops fighting it.

I don’t ruin things halfway.

And if she keeps looking at me like that—

I won’t stop until there’s nothing left of her that doesn’t belong to me.

This is the first book in The Anatomy of Sin Series. Reading order:

The First Sin.

The Fatal Sin.

The Final Sin.