ME, LOVE, AND THE MAFIA LIAR

ME, LOVE, AND THE MAFIA LIAR

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She woke up in a hospital bed with no name, no memories and a dangerously attractive man claiming to be her husband. Angela has no idea who she is or who to trust. Dane says he's her husband, but the cold fire in his eyes tells a different story. And when they're chased by men with guns hours after leaving the hospital, Angela knows something is terribly wrong. Hunted. Lied to. Lost in a past she knows nothing about , Angela escapes only to find that no one is willing to tell her the truth. Not even Dane. Especially not Dane. But he's the only one who knows her. The only one who can protect her. The only one who makes her heart race in all the wrong ways. As memories slowly return, so does the danger. Angela is no ordinary woman. She's not innocent. She's not safe. And the truth Dane has been hiding might just destroy them both. Because Angela used to go by another name... And she's not done with the mafia yet.
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She wakes up in a stranger's bed, a diamond ring glimmering on her finger - a symbol of promises she cannot remember - a vow forged in a past that's been stolen from her. Everyone says she's fortunate. That she's blessed. That a beautiful home, a devoted fiancé, and a spotless future await her. But when her pulse falters under his gentle touch... when her skin shivers instead of warming - something deep within resonates with the alarming feeling that something is profoundly, dangerously wrong. He insists it's for her own safety - that something awful happened, that healing simply takes time - but there's a fire in his eyes, a possessiveness he cannot mask. And somewhere in her mind, a locked box rattles against its chains. And at night, in the quiet... she dreams of another man she does not recognize. Until one day he steps out of the shadows. Not with flowers, but with fire, with danger, with a confession forged in the pure agony of a love forgotten. Not with comfort, but with a storm in his eyes and a voice that trembles when he says- "You promised to remember me," he whispers. "Even if the whole world made you forget." He is not kind. He is not patient. His love is wild - a consuming force - a sin that feels more elemental than redemption. The moment he reaches for her, the carefully woven lie starts to unravel, thread by thread, until the awful, beautiful truth emerges. She doesn't know his name. But her soul does. Now, stranded between two men - the man who offers refuge within a perfect illusion and the man who holds the key to a catastrophic reality - she must make a choice. To stay safely oblivious... or to break free and remember the life that was stolen from her. Because someone made sure she forgot. And they'll do whatever it takes to keep it that way. Some truths are dangerous - and some memories are worth everything.

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