Rozalia Dorn needs to be punished.

First, the fiery orphan crashes my coronation.

Then she escapes with my ceremonial crown,

Foolish payback for what I did to her brother.

My response is brutal.

One simple declaration that echoes across my mafia empire:

We’re to be wed—by force, if necessary.

It’s the best way to keep my enemy close.

And the most delicious form of revenge.

Capturing her is my only obstacle.

The pretty little firecracker is notoriously elusive.

But I don’t chase. I hunt.

And when she becomes my prey,

I can’t hold back my savage instincts.

Her hate fuels me. Her body blinds me.

There’s no slowing down.

My obsession grows and swells until I’m not sure what I want more.

To retake my crown.

… Or to conquer her heart.