Veil Of Sin (Mafia Romance)

Veil Of Sin (Mafia Romance)

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❝Let me teach you the difference between power and surrender-you'll crave both when you're with me.❞ Natalie My life is a war. Born into a legacy of violence and crime, I have been bred to be the heir to the Chernov empire. My every breath and every thought has been dedicated to preparing me to one day lead my family and carry on its traditions. But when a Karpov moves to the city, the fragile truce between the two houses shatters, and I find myself caught in a war of vengeance and hate. And in the center of this war is the one thing that is forbidden. The one thing that my father has forbidden. Me. And him. Zor I live for chaos. Born to rule. Born to bring fear. Born to be feared. And the moment I arrive to the city, I know, there will be a war. The spoiled princess doesn't know that yet. She thinks she's ready for it, but she isn't. And when I take over, I'll make her family pay. And I will start with her.
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She was ordered to end his life, but his touch made her want to give him every piece of hers. He was a name on my father's kill list. Nothing more. Nothing personal. Until I saw him. Until I tasted the way danger lingers on a man's lips. I was raised in the shadows, a daughter of the mafia king, built from blood and lies. Love was never part of my story. But protecting him became my secret sin. I hid in the dark to save him, even when my hands were stained with everything he should fear. And when he finally touched me, it was like setting fire to every rule I'd ever known. We loved in whispers. We kissed like war. Every moment with him felt stolen, because it was. In our world, nothing beautiful survives. And when the truth comes for us, one of us will have to choose. Pull the trigger... or take the bullet. This isn't a love story. It's a funeral with a heartbeat.

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