Ten years ago, Jules gave her heart to Andrew-only to have it shattered by his cold rejection. Now, she's no longer the lovestruck girl she once was. As one of the most powerful and successful businesswomen in the world, she has everything... except the satisfaction of making Andrew pay. But fate has a twisted sense of humor. When Andrew-now a skilled bodyguard-ends up working for Jules, he is forced to face the biggest mistake of his life. He regrets letting her go, but she's no longer the woman who once adored him. Jules is determined to make his life a living hell, her icy exterior hiding the storm of emotions she refuses to acknowledge. However, an unexpected situation forces them into a contract marriage. What starts as a battle of wills soon turns into something neither of them can control. As old wounds resurface and undeniable chemistry ignites, Jules and Andrew find themselves caught between revenge, regret, and a love that never truly faded. Will they let go of the past and embrace the love they once lost, or will their stubborn hearts destroy their second chance?

When she was 14, Dalia was sold to Matteo Martinelli, the former leader of the largest Italian mafia. Flash forward with his son, Vittore Martinelli as the new leader, Dalia is given to him as a birthday present after years in spent in the "safe house". Dalia struggles to fulfill a promise she made and get her old self back as Vittore tries not to fall for the black beauty. Will they go through all the lies, jealousy, betrayal, envy, lust and murder together all in the name of love? Because at the end of it all, she is still Property Of Vittore Martinelli. * * * "Lift your hand," I said looking at how he held onto his bicep with a tight grip. "Let me take a look at the bullet wound." "No tesoro. I can do this myself," Vittore grumbled and I gave him incredulous look. "Don't start that bullshit with me Vittore. Remove your arm and let me help you or..." I trailed off, not able to say more. I was still in shock but I could do this. "Just... just let me help." "No." I glared at Vittore. "Why are you being so damn egotistic?! Let me help you! Do you know what it was like to find you like... and to..." I couldn't even get all the words out. "Let me help you. Please." Begging wasn't something I'd ever do but I just needed him to let me help him. "No-" "Why?!" I suddenly exploded. "Why won't you just let me help you?!" "Because I don't know how to handle it ok?!" Vittore suddenly exploded, his dark eyes glaring at me. "I don't know how to handle these... feelings. Fuck tesoro you drive me crazy! Don't you see that? You make me question everything I've ever known and... I can't..." I watched Vittore as his expression turned determined. "Fuck it." He leaned forward and pressed his lips on mine. * * * WARNING! Mentions of death, torture, gore, abuse and other things related to the mafia.

❝ Be careful with what you say Consigliere, this 'princess' has a dagger in her boot and knows how to use it. ❞ ──────────────────────── Athena Ferrari has basically been raising herself since she was nine. Stuck in the system and staying at an orphanage, she avoided getting adopted like the plague, counting down the days until she turned 18 just so she could reunite with her best friends. Well, that was until she was unexpectedly taken into custody by her Father and four older brothers. With secrets of their own, a past that will eventually catch up to her, and the unavoidable tension of returning back home after 14 years; Athena seems in way over her head... or is she?

[Originally published in 2018 but deleted twice in 2021] [This is the first book of the "Mrs. Mafia" trilogy] Arabella Bianchi was born into the mafia world. One more pawn in a chess board. She's 18 years old and a strong believer that at the head of the table there's a place for women. Apollo DiStefano is a ruthless, cold and arrogant man. Boss of the biggest and most feared mafia around the globe. He's 28 and his parents demand a heir. Due to her conflicting life not many things faze her but when she meets this man, things will change. Her knees will wobble at the sight of him or sound of his voice. They've been engaged since Arabella was in the womb of her mother but they have yet to meet each other... "Nice meeting you, Arabella Bianchi," he stated with a smirk on his lips as the blade of the knife caressed my cheek before throwing it to the desk. "Can't say the feeling is mutual, Apollo DiStefano." ⚠️⚠️This book contains mature subjects⚠️⚠️