The Masked King (The Sabatelli Empire #3)

I spent a year looking for Demi. I found her in the dark. I never wanted a wife. Women were easy. Temporary. I preferred them that way. Then her. The one woman I couldn’t walk away from. Then nothing.

No goodbye. No explanation. Twelve months of dead ends. Until a stranger pressed a card into my hand. JADED. Invitation only. Every room black. Every man in a mask… Every name invented.

Every voice run through a filter until it belongs to no one. Nothing to see. Nothing to hear. Nothing I’m allowed to touch. I know her anyway. I should walk away. I keep going back.

But JADED isn’t a playground. It’s a trap. And when the men behind it finally make their move, they take her. They took her to break me. They should have taken me instead.