They call him the Salvatore family’s most loyal assassin.
I call him the man who ruined me.

Enzo Moretti doesn’t miss a target.
But when the boss orders him to put a bullet in me, his finger hesitates.

Because five years ago, I disappeared with his child growing inside me…
And never looked back.

Now he’s faking my death and locking me away in a remote cabin.
He says it’s to protect me.
But every kiss tastes like possession.
And every night, I forget that his hands are stained with blood.

The longer we hide, the more the truth unravels.
The evidence against me was planted.
The traitor is in his inner circle.
And he’s been whispering in Enzo’s ear for years.

When Enzo finally discovers who it is, the betrayal is so deep it could start a war.
And just as we’re ready to run…
They take our son.