It was supposed to be blackmail. Now we’re choosing the wedding cake.
Expectations: Christmas break in Aspen.
Reality: Married to a mafia hitman who hunts people for sport.
I didn’t expect my Christmas gift to be six-foot-two, a trained killer, and obsessed with me.
“I am yours, and I can be your prince as well as your beast.”.
One wrong turn. One right man.
“I will kill the men who murdered your family… for a price. You will be mine.”
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