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BlurbFor them, he was the bruiser, the assassin, the last thing you see before the bullet hits your head. He was the Albanian Monster.For me, he's Hugo, my brother's best friend, and my annoying bodyguard. For me, he is Famiglia.I knew I needed protection. I didn't grow up as a mafia princess in the most powerful crime family in New York without learning that there's always a gun barrel lurking in the shadows ready to aim for my head, but why did it have to be him?Temptation, desire, and danger were pushing us together, but if my brother would find out that I was having an affair with his most trusted general, blood would be spilled and it wouldn't be mine.We were walking a fine line, but I was in too deep. I was the girl who fell in love with a Monster.
I lost her once. The first time I saw Salvatrice I knew she was meant to be mine, I just had to wait for her to realize it. We were perfect together. She was the woman for me and, but our love was catastrophic. She never got to know the real Roman Stefani because I never told Salva about my ties with the mafia and the oath I made to the famiglia. When she found out, she left me. I haven't seen her eyes in six years - damn those emerald green eyes that haunt my dreams!Now I have her again, an unexpected twist of fate brought her back into my arms. She was a mother now...to my child. My life turned upside down again. I had a six years old daughter and the woman I loved....And I was losing her all over again.
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