Matteo Russo does not marry for love. He marries for legacy, stability, and obligation-to his name, his family, and the old-world rules he was raised to obey. Camille Rhodes does not marry for security. She marries for access, capital, and time-to build something of her own without interference. Their agreement is simple, deliberate, and written in ink. Nothing more is promised. Their marriage is pristine on paper and distant behind closed doors. Separate lives. Separate ambitions. Public perfection. Private restraint. As Camille builds her company and Matteo fortifies his empire, they learn each other in silences, in proximity, in the spaces where rules blur but aren't yet broken. What was meant to be temporary begins to feel... complicated. When the contract nears its end, everything they've avoided must be confronted. Because once the ink dries and the terms expire, they are no longer bound by obligation-only by choice. And some decisions are far more dangerous when they're freely made.

Sade Laurent went to Italy for one reckless summer. Freedom. Pleasure. Distance from the life waiting for her back home. She didn't plan on being chosen. Rafael De Santis is the heir to a violent empire, a man who doesn't flirt or chase. He watches. He decides. And once his attention locks onto Sade, every letter he sends feels less like romance and more like a promise she can't escape. His devotion is intoxicating. His possession undeniable. Then his brother enters the picture. Luca De Santis is temptation sharpened into a smile. Where Rafael is control, Luca is fire. And when Sade realizes the brothers are not competing for her but moving in terrifying alignment, it's already too late. She's tangled in their world, wrapped in their obsession, pulled deeper by letters that read like vows written in ink and hunger. They don't believe in temporary. They don't believe in letting go. And the more Sade falls into them, the clearer it becomes that loving the De Santis brothers isn't dangerous because they might break her... It's dangerous because they intend to keep her. Forever.

Kay never planned to fall in love. She's a bartender who minds her business, keeps her head down, and understands that some men come with silence instead of promises. Rome Brewster is one of those men. He's charming, romantic, and dangerous in a way that doesn't need explaining. He shows up. He stays late. He learns her routines without asking permission. He doesn't offer forever-just consistency, protection, and a presence that feels too rare to ignore. What starts as quiet attraction turns into something deeper. Something chosen. Something neither of them names out loud. This isn't a story about being saved. It's about loving someone as they are. About wanting without ownership. About choosing the moment even when you know it won't last forever. Some loves don't come to stay. They come to change you.

𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫...

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇- He told her one thing "you ain't see shit if you wanna keep that pretty face connected to your body." She was never supposed to cross paths with Giomani "Gio" Blackwood, suit-wearing, gun-toting underboss of New York's most feared family. But one wrong night put her in his world, and Gio don't believe in coincidences. Now she's tied to the man the streets call a monster. And the craziest part? The more she learns about him, the harder it gets to hate him. Cold. Calculated. Fine as hell. Gio runs everything - and when his father steps down, he's coming for the throne. But love and loyalty don't mix in the mafia. And in Gio's world, you either with him... or you against him. Ain't no in-between. 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 & 𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃!

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮.

In the gritty underbelly of the city's mafia world, Preyor Enve Carter stood tall as one of the most formidable bodyguards money could buy. At 28 years old, she exuded a dominant aura that commanded respect - her mind as sharp as the finest blade, her talents unmatched. Born into the powerful Carter family, the largest and most influential of the three reigning mafia dynasties, Preyor was raised on a code of unwavering loyalty and ruthless precision. Her latest assignment seemed simple enough - protect Malivia Arai Beút, the cherished 24-year-old princess of the Italian mafia clan. But Malivia was no ordinary client. Beneath her artistic soul and quick wit lay a fiery spirit that refused to be tamed, even by her overly protective family. After a string of failed bodyguards and narrowly escaped kidnappings, the Beaúts knew they needed someone extraordinary to safeguard their most precious gem. As Preyor delved into her new role, she quickly realized that Malivia's defiant nature would be her greatest challenge yet.