Sold to settle a debt. Kept because she tantalized him.
My father sold me to a monster.
He forgot to mention I don't kneel.
Dante Ricci runs New York. The tabloids call him Manhattan's Ice King. The FBI can't touch him. He doesn't smile, doesn't explain, and never expected his wife to argue.
His terms were simple.
Warm his bed. Bear his heir. Obey.
I agreed to two of them.
He taught me to shoot before he taught me anything else about his world. He wouldn't say why. He just made me practice until I stopped missing.
Dante Ricci has decided I'm his.
He'll burn this city down before he lets anyone take me from him.
Tropes:
- Arranged Marriage
- Dark Mafia Romance
- Age Gap
- Virgin Heroine
- Dual POV
- Touch Her and Die
Content Note: This book contains an arranged-marriage wedding night with power imbalance and dubious-consent dynamics that some readers may find disturbing.
