She always went to the same café. The same order of a blueberry muffin with a cup of cold brew and condensed milk. She was that girl who held it together and seemed savvy. He never liked interactions much less dating. He was a CEO of the largest company in America during the day, but a ruthless Mafia Don by night. He's a complex, intimidating mystery. Then they met. [First book I've ever written so there may be some plot holes or errors] Romantics Series #1 ❥

A story in which Don Lucian of the Russian mafia becomes deeply enamoured with the notorious assassin known as 'Whisper' within the criminal underworld. ---------------------------- With eyes the color of fallen autumn leaves, and the confidence of ten kings, she was my world, my life, and my death. In her, I found the spring, summer, autumn, and winter of my soul. I often wondered if I was loving her wrong, maybe I was too obsessive, I thought I might die when she wasn't close enough to me. That's not an exaggeration, I truly thought I was going mentally insane. Her touch was the only thing to calm me. I fully believed that if she were to stab me, I'd be quick to check that she didn't nick herself in the process. I loved her. I cherished her beyond measure, like the stars adore the dark sky and the bees adore the flowers. Even if I had nothing else, as long as I had a piece of her, I would find a way to survive. ---------------------------- "You're such a big man, such a strong man and here you are, on your knees for me. That's a little pathetic, don't you think Lucian?" "You can have me anywhere, any country, any planet, any universe and I will be on my fucking knees for you. I beg for your love, my angel, and I will until the day I die." "Awh" I coo and bend down a little so our faces are just inches away "you will be begging for a very, very long time"

I was sent to capture the CIA's most wanted fugitive. But things took a tragic turn, My entire team was murdered before my eyes, and I was kidnapped by said fugitive. It seemed like my government had forgotten me and I became a puppet for the fugitive. His name is Andreas Hidalgo, and his cold eyes hold no sense of life whatsoever. On a very special day, he contacts my government, but in exchange for one of his most dangerous shippings, He wants to marry me. My country agrees. It dawned on me. I was sold by the very country I pledged to serve for the rest of my life. I am now married to a fugitive, a sociopath and a master of control. But I aim to spite him, to make him lose control. But falling in love with this criminal was never part of the plan. My name is Laura Hill, I am a CIA agent and now the wife of a fugitive. BOOK 1 of the TRYST OF SINNERS DUET