Broken Vows

But to honor her grandfather's dying wish, she agreed to marry the second grandson of New York's most powerful mafia family. It was supposed to be cold. Strategic. Loveless. Until the veil lifted at the altar—and it wasn't her fiancé standing there. It was Cassian Moretti. Her fiancé's older brother. The man she kissed once to escape danger. The man who never forgot. He'd kidnapped his own brother. Planted a bomb beneath the church. And told the priest: Marry us, or watch it burn. So she became his. Not out of love—but out of fire, obsession, and control. He locked her away. Mocked her mastectomy scars. Told her she looked like a man. Only touched her in the dark—never face-to-face. She was his wife. His prisoner. His punishment. Until she left. No warning. No note. Just silence. Now, he's tearing through cities, destroying anyone who might know where she's gone. Because losing her is the one wound he'll never survive.