Chicago Mafia Dons

I’ll burn Chicago to the ground before I let her marry a Volkov. Maeve Callaghan is my forbidden obsession. The reason I left for Europe three years ago. We were on the edge of crossing a line that could get us killed. Now I’m back and my desire returns with a vengeance. When my boss announces her engagement to a Russian, I know I’d die before I let her marry him. Maeve flees, taking the decision from my hands. Her father makes the grave mistake of sending me to retrieve her. I’ll betray the clan for her, hell, I’d die for her. Maeve doesn’t know the monster behind the man.

He’s evil incarnate, cloaked in a beautiful disguise. My father uprooted our family, forcing me to relocate to America. If that wasn’t bad enough, he’s making me marry the son of a psychopath. Maxim Volkov. Heir to the Volkov Bratva. I’d rather die than be shackled to a man so evil. A man who has no soul. His piercing blue eyes are as cold as his stony heart. And he’s not exactly thrilled, either. My life has never felt so hopeless.

I’ll die before I call him daddy. Within hours of reaching Chicago, I’m taken. Strung up in front of the most dangerous man in Chicago. Spartak Volkov expects me to cower to him and give up my family. He wants my submission. He wants me to betray the people I love. He wants to use me to end the war. None of that scares me, though. It’s the sick desire in his eyes when he looks at me.

He’s my dirty secret, one I don’t think I can hide much longer. Killian Callaghan has haunted my fantasies for years. Ever since we attended the Syndicate Academy. He’s sinfully gorgeous, covered in tattoos, and totally off limits. There’s too much bad blood between the Callaghan family and ours. Five years after our last encounter, he comes blazing back into my life. Killian turns up at my twenty-first birthday party. The chemistry between us had always been palpable, but now it sets an inferno alight in my soul. He tells me he’s done staying away. Screw the consequences.