I wear his name like a scar. Alessandro Rossi stole everything from me; my freedom, my future, the lie I told my father to keep him alive. He thinks I'm a tool to be used, a bride to be displayed, a Fraga to be broken. He thinks the ring on my finger means I belong to him. He's wrong. Every cage has a weakness. Every monster has a wound that won't heal. And I've spent enough time in the dark to know exactly where to sink the knife. When I'm done, he won't just lose me. He'll lose everything. [Book 1 in the Sins of the City series.]

He's her enemy. Her obsession. And the only man who has the power to destroy her. ▫️▫️▫️ My name is Frank Monroe, and I am the most dangerous woman in Chicago. Not because I kill, but because I make it legal. I'm the lawyer the Irish mob calls when the evidence is stacked and the verdict looks like a coffin. I've never lost a case. I've never left a witness. And I've never forgiven the man who murdered my father in cold blood. His name is Theodore Pierce, and he's the reason I became this. He thinks he's untouchable. He thinks twenty years of silence means I've forgotten. He's wrong. I've been sharpening this blade since I was nine years old. I'm inside his world now. I'm breathing his air. I'm waiting for the perfect moment to slit his throat and walk away clean. But there's a problem. Hector Pierce. The Underboss. Theodore's nephew. The most lethal man in a family of killers. He's possessive. Relentless. And from the moment we meet, he decides I belong to him. He doesn't know who I really am. He doesn't know his uncle's blood is on my list. He just knows I'm hiding something behind my sharp suits and sharper tongue. He's determined to unravel me. I'm determined to destroy everything he loves. We can't both win. Someone has to burn. [Book 2 in the Sins of the City series.]

She survived her mother's poison. She survived her father's murder. Now Rosa Nera must survive the crown he left behind. As the new Donna of Kansas City's most powerful crime family, Rosa rules with a steel fist wrapped in black velvet. But the wolves are circling-a rival Russian faction wants her territory, her own underboss wants her in his bed, and someone in her inner circle wants her dead. Then she catches him watching. Konstantin-a line cook in her restaurant, standing in the shadows as she executes a traitor. He should be a loose end. A problem to eliminate. But there's something in his eyes. Dark and utterly unafraid. And when she looks at him, she doesn't see a witness. She sees someone she wants to own. She doesn't kill him. She offers him a job as her personal chef. Brings him into her home. Keeps him close. Too close. What Rosa doesn't know is that the man in her kitchen isn't who he says he is. Konstantin has no memory, no past, and no name. Just hands that cook like a chef and move like a killer. And what Konstantin doesn't remember could destroy them both. Because someone killed her father. Someone is poisoning her Capos against her. And someone is watching from the shadows, waiting for the Donna to fall. In a world of betrayal and blood oaths, the only thing more dangerous than an enemy at your gate is the man sleeping in your bed. And Rosa Nera has never been good at playing safe. (Previously titled : Casino Queen) [Book 4 in the Sins of the City series.]

He will possess her. She will consume him. Neither of them will survive unchanged. 〰️▪️〰️▪️〰️ ▫️TITUS▫️ I don't believe in love. I believe in ownership. The moment I saw her, I knew. Not because she was beautiful, though she was. Not because she was forbidden, though she was that too. But because something in her eyes matched something in mine. A damage that doesn't heal. A fire that doesn't die. She thinks she can run from me. From what I am. From what I want to do to her, for her, because of her. She's wrong. I will never let her go. I will tear apart anyone who tries to take her from me. I will burn down empires and paint the streets red with the blood of every man who ever made her afraid. She is mine. She just doesn't know it yet. And when she finally understands, I will spend the rest of my life making sure she never regrets it. But first, I have to keep her alive. ▫️VALENTINA▫️ I've spent my whole life running from men like him. Men with power. Men with money. Men who look at you like you're something to be owned, to be used, to be broken and discarded when they're done. My husband is one of those men. He is the reason I took my son and ran away. The reason I sleep with one eye open and a gun under my pillow. And now there's Titus Minetti. He is everything I should hate. Everything I should fear. He moves through the world like it belongs to him, like people are just pieces on a board he controls. He watches me with those dark eyes that see too much, that strip away every layer of armor I've built. I don't trust him. I can't trust him. But when my husband finds me, and he will, he always does, I know who will be standing between us. I know whose name will be on my lips when I scream for help. Titus says he'll protect me. Says he'll keep me safe. Says he'll never let anyone touch me or my son. The terrifying part isn't that I believe him. The terrifying part is that I want to. [Book 3 in the Sins of