Her Damon

The Armani family was never meant to be ordinary. From the moment Damon Armani entered her life, Zara knew it. No matter how hard she tried to deny it, she couldn't escape the pull of his world-the dangerous, thrilling, and often deadly world that he lived in. His blood ran thick with the mafia's legacy, a history written in whispers and violence, and Zara couldn't help but be pulled into it, too.

Five years of marriage had taught her a lot about him. His ruthlessness. His ambition. His stubbornness. And, above all, his belief that power wasn't just inherited-it was earned.

And it was this belief that kept him pushing the same message every day: "Hunter will be ready. He'll take over. He'll learn how to survive."

But Zara knew that wasn't true.

She loved Damon with everything she had, but she was under no illusion about the man he truly was. He was a man shaped by darkness, by a family that made their fortune off the suffering of others. And now he was trying to mold their son, Hunter, into something Zara could never agree with. The life Damon had chosen-hell, the life that had been chosen for him-wasn't one she could ever allow her son to inherit. Not if she had anything to say about it.