My eyes narrow. "What do you want? If it's just to annoy me, I'd much rather go back to sleep." "Ah, ah, pet," he says. My breath hitches at the name. Pet. What happened to my actual name? He's the nice one. Playful grins matched with a wink here and there but that smile is absent as he moves his forefinger back and forth in a chastising manner. "You were given three days to settle in. Your bratty behavior will no longer be tolerated." I can't help how my hands travel back to the safety of my shirt. He snaps his fingers and points to the floor beside their feet. "Kneel." * I hated the new world. Years ago, vampires left the shadows to devour what little light humans had left to offer. They didn't want peace-they wanted power. When I was sixteen, the government and leaders of the old world were overthrown to make way for the new. My family, my future, my freedom...gone. I hated vampires. Until them. *** Please read the first part of this story titled 'Before You Read' to get a better idea of what this book entails. This is not a book suitable for everyone.

"Yes, princess?" he asked his voice smooth as he ran his hand up my arm, his cool silver ring brushing against my arm. I maintained his gaze ignoring the shivers. "I am not afraid of you, husband no matter how much you try," I said in a calm, cold voice. My husband chuckled as he tilted my chin his grey eyes on my brown "you will soon, princess" with that he was gone leaving me cold and craving his touch. Hermes, a name we the Sparta's were to stay away from. Our oldest nemesis, one of the three Mafia families that ruled the city, and being the princess of the Mafia I was to stay away from Vincenzo Hermes, the heir of the Hermes empire. The flag bearer of everything they represented but one day everything changed. I was arranged to marry him despite our families hating each other. This is my story, the story of how I Alexandra Sparta fell and fell hard for the person I was meant to kill. Our marriage had a bigger purpose after all how could two rival families overlook years of rivalry?