Devil's Vow - A Dark Mafia Romance

They married me to the devil to end a war. They should have warned the devil.I'm a Marchetti. He's the Rossi they swore put my brother in the ground. To buy peace, my uncle handed me across the table to Dante Rossi: Don of Chicago, cold as a blade, beautiful as a sin I'd confess to twice. I walked into his house in a wedding dress with one plan. Find the proof he's a murderer, and bury him with it.Then the man who kneels to no one made me a promise. He will never touch me unless I ask. He doesn't lie. He doesn't break. And he looks at me like I'm the one thing in this city he'd raze to the ground to keep.I was supposed to hate him. I wasn't supposed to crave the sound of my own name in his mouth.But the story they told me about my brother has a crack in it. The dates don't fit. The men I was raised to fear never pulled the trigger, and the truth has been sleeping one floor beneath me.He'll burn Chicago to the waterline to keep me. I just have to decide whether I let him.