The Costantino Sequel - Featuring Costa, Millie, the twins, and all the Accardi madness readers know and love, ROCCO is a slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers descent into obsession, loyalty, and fire. The Accardi family is back. And this time, it's Rocco's turn. At 30 years old, Rocco Accardi is known for a lot of things-his temper, his recklessness, his complete disregard for consequences. As the future underboss of Sicily's most feared family, he was never meant to feel anything. Until her. Alessia Russo, 26, Palermo's top real estate agent, has spent the past three years keeping things strictly professional. Which is hard to do when your most dangerous client spends every meeting flirting like it's a sport-and you've had a crush on him since day one. He's chaos. She's control. Their relationship was never meant to cross the line. But one wrong step-and everything spirals. Rocco doesn't know how to love. But he knows how to destroy. And once he decides she's his, he'll burn the city before he lets her go. Something is coming. And nothing will be the same after it hits.

My gown hiked up my thighs, brushing the edge of my hips. Fuck. All I had underneath were thin panties - and he knew it. "What are you doing?" I whispered, breath catching in my throat. "Look at me." "I don't want to." My eyes locked on the front door behind him like it was my last escape route. "Daphne," he said, voice razor-sharp, low, commanding. "Look. At. Me." Reluctantly... slowly... my gaze shifted. First, the grey eye. Stormy. Intense. Then the hazel. Warm. Piercing. Then both. And I drowned. "Ask," he whispered. "I know you have questions." I licked my lips. Softly. Absentmindedly. And his eyes dropped.." They stayed there - on my lips - far too long. He didn't even try to look away. My heart hammered. "The tattoos..." I breathed, gaze flicking to the ink sprawled across his chest. "When did you get them?" "When I was eighteen," he said, voice quiet. "Some hole-in-the-wall shop in Paris." I leaned in, just slightly. "What do they mean?" His eyes darkened. "A bunch of bad words. Bad things." ...Can I touch it?" His mouth curled. Slow. Wicked. "Go for it." ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ Daphne Hawthorne was living her best life as a recent graduate until she met a mysterious Spanish man with hazel eyes and a flirty smile. It didn't take long before she found herself giving in to him completely, opening her legs and indulging in everything he wanted. Their relationship quickly grew, leading to marriage, but just four months in, her life fell apart, leaving her broken beyond repair. Three years later, fate drops a near-impossible twist in her lap: a new boss walks in with Gabriel's face. Only he isn't Gabriel-he's Gabriel's twin, the complete opposite in manner and morals. Daphne is pulled between the memory of a man who destroyed her and the confusing, magnetic pull toward this new man who looks exactly the same but acts entirely different. Trust me, you don't want to miss it. (18+ rated ❤️ ) I update this story daily,