Wicked Allure (Sins of the Shadows #1)

Vincent
For so long, my power has existed to be absolute. Unchallenged. I've always aimed for complete control and won't settle for anything less. Unfortunately, my ambitions are being jeopardized by recent arrivals in my city, threatening to loosen my grip on the once-obedient Metropolis. I fear that my reign may end if I don't take swift action. I required the most exceptional talent the city could offer, and who better to fit the bill than the infamous Angel of Death? With unmatched prowess and siren-like looks, she's the perfect weapon for my mission, even if there's something about her, something hauntingly familiar that raises my defences. I hadn't planned on her getting under my skin, into my head. Only a madman would court death herself. Then again, I've never been the sanest.

Alina
They call me the Angel of Death, feared by the most powerful figures in the city. Excluding Vincent Romano, of course. He's the most powerful one, and he's offered me a job that I have no choice but to accept, or I risk losing everything I've built. Vincent has quite a reputation, one I'm wary of yet attracted to. Despite my efforts, I can't help but crave his adoring touch, his gentle possession. But I have enemies, hellbent on leveraging my weaknesses against me, and love is just that - a weakness. Vincent, however, is the farthest thing from weak. I have many names, but he calls me his.