Two of New York’s most powerful Cosa Nostra dons, Vincent Luciano and
Nick Valentino, made a brutal wager over me.
The terms were simple: whoever won my heart first would win the right to marry Seraphina Moretti, the sole heir to the Moretti crime syndicate.
The ruthless Vincent swept me into his Fifth Avenue penthouse, lavishing me with luxuries all of New York would kill for.
Cold, reserved
Nick played the lovesick fool, kneeling beneath the moonlight over the Hudson to swear he’d give me a safe life, free from this world’s bloodshed and chaos.
I said yes.
But the second we stepped into Vincent’s oak-paneled study,
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