Cross My Heart

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Everest Marcello is a monster. As the Don of the American-Italian mafia, mercy is a weakness he buried a long time ago. He built his empire on silence, blood, and the understanding that love was a weakness to be exploited.

He believed that completely, right up until the moment he didn't.

He is the kind of man who makes room for softness in a world that was never built for it. Who would burn this city to ash and salt the earth before he lets a single person close enough to touch what is his.

Ivy Saint James was never supposed to be his problem. She arrived in his world with bruises she didn't talk about and a way of flinching at raised voices that made him want to level the city. He should have left her where he found her.

He didn't.

Now she lives under his roof, in his space, wearing his clothes, and Everest is realizing something that terrifies him more than any enemy he has ever faced. He doesn't want to let her go. He wants to ruin every person who ever touched her.

He wants to be the last thing she is ever afraid of.

The problem is he might be exactly that.

Dark, consuming, and impossible to put down, Cross My Heart is a love story for people who know that the most dangerous thing in the world is a man with nothing left to lose finding something worth keeping.

Cross My Heart.
Written by C. L. Foster
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This is a work of fiction. All characters, names, places, and events are products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is entirely coincidental.

This story contains mature themes including violence, sexual content, and dark subject matter. Intended for adult readers 18+.