CRIMSON LOVE

ALENA
Alena Caldwell wasn't born into the mafia. She was born to inherit it.
By twenty-five, she could dismantle a Glock blindfolded, negotiate a million-dollar shipment over breakfast, and bury a body before sunset without ruining her manicure.
The underworld knew her by many names.
The Caldwell Princess.
The Ice Queen.
The Devil's Daughter.
She answered to none of them.
To the public, she was the polished face of Caldwell Holdings-a sharp, Ivy League graduate who attended charity galas in couture gowns and smiled for magazine covers.
Behind closed doors, she was the strategist her father trusted more than any captain in his organization.
She didn't believe in luck. She believed in leverage.
She never expected the greatest threat to her family's empire to walk through the door wearing a perfectly tailored suit and a dangerous aura that she couldn't ignore.

ROMAN
By the time Roman Volkov was thirty three, he had buried his enemies, outlived his rivals, and inherited an empire built on blood.
He commanded an empire built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Men twice his age lowered their eyes when he entered a room, and enemies whispered his name like a warning.
Calculated. Ruthless. Unforgiving.
Roman never raised his voice. He never needed to. Every order he gave was followed without question, every promise he made was kept, and every betrayal was answered with devastating precision.
To the world, he was an untouchable businessman whose investments stretched across continents. To those who knew better, he was the man who kept the underworld balanced on the edge of a knife.
He trusted very few people. Liked even fewer.
The one rule he never broke was simple: never let emotion become a weakness.
Then he met Alena Caldwell, with a dangerously beautiful face and a defiance he couldn't resist