"He took my life. I took his control." When a nightclub owner is kidnapped by Chicago's most powerful Italian mafia don, captivity turns into a dangerous test of will, desire, survival, and maybe a little bit of love. ... Luciana Moretti built her empire in neon lights and loud music; not blood and violence. When she's kidnapped from her own nightclub and forced into a marriage with Chicago's most feared mafia don, she becomes a prisoner in a world ruled by his power and obsession. But Luciana was never meant to be owned, and she will escape no matter the cost. Salvatore Valenti doesn't chase. He takes. As Chicago's most powerful Italian mafia don, he's used to being feared, obeyed, and desired. But the woman who owns his favourite nightclub never even looked at him and that was her biggest mistake. He saw her that night he and decided she belonged to him. Marriage isn't a proposal to him. It's a sentence. ... But in a marriage with undeniable fire between them, is Luciana's real danger being trapped with him or falling for him? *** Top rankings: #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in mafialove #1 in betrayal #1 in eroticromance #1 in obsession #1 in possessive #2 in romance #2 in forcedmarriage #3 in mafia #3 in darkromance

"Ava look at me," This time the way he says it isn't threatening or filled with malice. He wants to tell me something so I turn my head to face him. "You deserve the world, Mrs. Hunt. You know I can give you that and so much more," My heart skips a beat when he reveals shining, white teeth. His words, along with his smoldering eyes give me chills. "You know that, right?" His malachite eyes roam mine while my throat becomes dry. He's dissecting me while my thoughts race. What am I doing? Was this part of my plan? Can I really lead him on? I jump when I feel his electrifying touch on my chin. "And you also know that I'll always get what I want. That includes when I want it, and how I want it." He licks his lips emphasizing the word 'how'. I know Ian Hunt, and I know that tonight was a sacrifice for him. His motto is pain before pleasure, and my pain is his pleasure. But tonight was different. Something tells me that this will be the first and last time I'll receive enjoyment from it. I groan when he squeezes my chin painfully, forcing me to nod my head. "Glad you understand, now let's sleep." I lay down rigidly, too afraid to move. And just like he made me feel safe earlier, he's making me feel frightened now. His hands are tightly wrapped around me as we lay tangled in the sheets. As I lay in the arms of Danger. **End** Ranked #11 in Action as of 12/18/2014 ©Copyright All Rights Reserved Cover and story by Elegant_Imani Rated PG -13 for now but that could change ;)