Revenge. I'm familiar with it. You have to be when you're the firstborn son of a notorious mafia leader. Death and vengeance have been the very foundations of my life. So who in their fucking mind would be stupid enough to cross me? My brother and I have been wrongfully convicted of a crime we didn't commit. We know who is behind this. We bid our time behind bars, planned and prepared for the day we got out. Now we're free and hungry for redemption. I know what must be done. I know whose blood will be spilled. But before I go after him, I'll go after his daughter. I never said I play fair. *Book one in the Marino Brothers Duet. Rated 18+ due to explicit language, sex, and violence.*

IVARSEN'S POV: She stops me."I want to ride you." I try to unzip my pants, but disappointment is written all over Indie's face. "What?" "Nothing." She bites her lip as she plays with her hair, flipping it. "What?" I gritted my teeth, my patience running thin with her. "When I said I wanted to ride...I meant your face."