Eliana Sol Cardenas walks in silk and death. A seductionist-assassin driven by grief and fury, she is relentless, unapologetic, and dangerous to cross. Her sister is gone--and Eliana wants the Russian's blood in return. Roman Ares Markov is Volkov's most beautiful weapon. A charming, lethal force of nature, he kills with ease and smiles like trouble. The kind of man who enjoys the chaos he creates. Their past is a collision of opposing sides and unfinished violence-one that left behind resentment and undeniable tension. When the truth about Eliana's sister's murder emerges, Alexsandro Volkov binds them together. One mission. One enemy. A ruthless war against the Serbian mafia. They can survive any mission- except the one involving their hearts ******************* Spoiler "Please stop getting shot, it stresses me out!" Eliana snapped. Roman groaned. "Oh well! if YOU insist."

Spoiler: "Paris is the most beautiful city in the world. It has history, culture, life, character-" she steps forward, teeth gritted. "its has rats." Adriano interrupts. "It has charm!" she says stepping forward again. "It has traffic." he says teeth gritted. "It has soul." she glares at him. "It has terrible drivers." he eyes her. "It has me. And that automatically makes it better than whatever cave you crawled out of." she jabs a finger to his chest. ************* Madelyn Laurent is a French princess with two overprotective brothers, zero patience, and a mouth that gets her into trouble. Reckless, rebellious, and completely unfiltered, she has never been very good at behaving. Adriano De Luca is the future Don of Italy--cold, ruthless, and a full-time control freak. Power comes easily to him, but before he can claim it, he's forced to meet one irritating requirement: getting married. Their first meeting at an auction is a disaster. Insults fly, hatred is immediate, and both leave fully committed to never crossing paths again. That plan falls apart when their parents arrange a marriage to secure an alliance, forcing two enemies into a union neither of them wants--and turning irritation, tension, and banter into something impossible to ignore. Because some hearts aren't won --they're auctioned. *************