Posy

When I fell for Dario Volpe, I thought he was Prince Charming, and I was the luckiest girl alive. He didn't care about my past. The talk. The stain on my family's reputation.

Then he saw something I never wanted anyone to see.

He cares now.

This isn't a breakup, it's a warning shot, and if I want to get out of this bad romance alive, I have to run and never look back.

Dario Volpe is no storybook hero. He's a psychopath, and he can't decide-kiss me? Or kill me?

Dario

I'm the man behind the curtain, the power behind the throne. I could have killed her, and no one would have blinked an eye. Posy Santoro isn't exactly a mafia princess.

No one sees her as clearly as I can-the perfect mind hidden by that knockout body in the tight dress.

I made a mistake, running her off, but now I get to play one of my favorite games.

Posy can run, but she isn't made to be free. She's made for me. And when I catch her? Game over.