She's eighteen. Innocent.
Forbidden.
Martina De Rossi is off-limits, and not just because her brother is about to become the Don.
When I agree to protect her while he's out waging a brutal war, it isn't only out of loyalty.
It's because Martina is the perfect pawn in my game of revenge.
Unfortunately, she's also temptation personified.
Innocent eyes. A body to die for. Silky blond hair that begs to be wrapped around my fist.
I'm a master of staying in control, but with each day she spends with me inside the walls of my
remote Italian castle
, I can feel my resolve cracking.
My gaze starts to drift.
My touch starts to linger.
And
when she tempts,
I realize this game we're playing might be one I won't win.