Malena Orsini doesn't enter the church for forgiveness. She enters for the truth. Her father was executed as a traitor-no trial, no mercy-and the only man who might know why now stands at the altar in a priest's cassock. Father Dante was once an uomo d'onore of the Valtieri empire, a man forged in blood before he ever swore vows to God. He buried his past the day he chose the cloth. But Malena is determined to dig it back up. Dante warns her: some truths are blades, and once drawn, they do not return to their sheath. He is no longer the man she remembers. No longer the soldier who obeyed a don. No longer the sinner she could tempt. Except he is.