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I’m trapped by the devil.
What started as an innocent mistake turned into actual hell.
In my defense, I didn’t mean to get involved with a mafia prince.
But he barged through my defenses anyway.
He stalked me from the shadows and stole me from the life I know.
Jeremy Volkov might appear charming, but a true predator lurks inside.
He’s out to possess, own, and keep me.
But I have no plans to stick around in his blood-soaked world.
Or so I think.

From New York Times bestselling author Tijan comes a raw, tempestuous romance between the criminal underworld and a parole officer that paints a thin line between right and wrong.

When Jess Montell meets Trace West at a hockey game, she doesn’t know his name or occupation. What she does know is there’s an instant attraction that’s impossible to ignore—or forget. And forgetting is exactly what she wants to do when she learns he’s not just a successful Wall Street suit but the heir to one of New York’s biggest Mafia families.

The last thing Trace needs is a romantic anything with law enforcement, and parole officer Jess has trouble written all over her. Too bad he likes trouble. Especially when it’s a brunette bombshell with attitude and legs for days.

She’s an absolute spitfire, and he wants to stoke that flame.

Trace didn’t ask for the Mafia life. Jess doesn’t want any part of it. They both know it’s safer to stay away, but the temptation is too hard to resist—no matter how great the danger.

Star’s my penguin.
She doesn’t know it.
She took off. Sure. I’m mad at her. Sure. But that’s her charm.
She’s ornery.
Difficult.
Impossible to love, but I see her BS.
And I call her on it.
I’ll chase her from the North Pole to Antarctica, this Fecker isn’t about to lose his soul mate.

Conor’s my lifeline.
He doesn’t know it.
I need him to find me.
I need him to chase me.
I need him to love me.
If I haven’t already destroyed what we might have had, he’s crazy enough to take me on.
My Fecker.
Mine.

Sasha Nikolaev.
The unhinged mobster.
Satan’s spawn with pale blue eyes.

I made him a promise years ago. Granted, I only made it so he’d kiss me. But it was a promise made nonetheless. So I waited. And waited some more.

He never came back to collect. So I moved on.

Never would I have ever thought I’d see him the day I walked down the aisle.
Except there he was, waiting for me in the pews. Sasha Nikolaev.

When he snatched me in the middle of the ceremony, for the whole world to see, shit hit the fan. He claimed I had a debt to pay. My family promised retribution. My fiancé did the same.

And now, nothing will ever be the same.