Harper Taylor has spent years cleaning for the most feared Capo in the Villa Mafia. Trapped by her controlling father and desperate for freedom, the last thing she expects is to fall for her dangerous boss.
Enzo Castelli trusts no one.
Betrayal has shaped him into a ruthless mafia kingpin, but Harper is the one exception. The one woman he can't stay away from. The one person he would burn the world to protect.
When enemies close in and family secrets come to light, Harper finds herself caught between the life she's always known and the man who refuses to let her go.
Because Enzo doesn't share.
And once he decides Harper belongs to him, he'll destroy anyone who tries to take her away.
Excerpt:
Harper had known he had a wife and kids, and that he lost them, but she didn’t realize what happened. She also knew he had parents that had died, but she had no idea how or why. No one had talked about it.
This was heartbreaking. She couldn’t believe what he’d gone through.
Without thinking, she made her way toward him, and she sank to her knees, threw her arms around him, and hugged him. “I’m so sorry,” she said.
She couldn’t even imagine what that must have been like, to find his parents, his in-laws, and then his children. To have seen the damage his wife had done. She never met the woman, but just on principle for what she had done, she hated her so much. It was good that he killed her. No monster like that deserved to live.
She pressed her face against his neck, and he smelled so good. Harper couldn’t quite put her finger on why he smelled so good, just that he did. She didn’t know why she kissed his neck.
Enzo pulled away, and Harper pulled back. They were still close, and he captured her arms in his grip. He stared at her, and she stared right back at him. Silence fell between them.
Harper felt her heart race, there was no other word for it. She had no idea what was happening right now, or what she should do. His lips looked so inviting.
She didn’t know who moved first, herself or Enzo, but one moment, they were staring at each other, and in the next, they were kissing. This wasn’t a bland kiss either, this was passionate. Like the walls of boss and employee had been shattered as they broke that boundary between them. He held her arms so tightly, and she put her hands on his chest, but not to push him away. She worked them up, circled her hands around his neck, and he teased his tongue across her bottom lip, and she met him, tasting him.
She felt her body heat up, her nipples go incredibly tight, and her pussy slick with arousal. She wanted him badly.
Harper pulled away, because the cold reality set in. This was Enzo Castelli. He was a mafia boss, a freaking Capo, and that meant he had responsibilities. They hadn’t made him marry yet, but he would need to provide heirs. He’d need a woman by his side with good family and good standing. She was none of those things.
This was a nightmare.
She pulled away, got to her feet, and rushed out of the room. Her lips were swollen, and she tried to make her escape but didn’t get far.
Enzo stopped her, grabbing her arms, pressing them up above her head, and then his lips were back on hers. She melted against him, and she wanted to tell him to stop, but it was like her body had other ideas, as she relished the kiss. This was passion.
He held her hands above her head as he ravished her mouth, and with his other hand, he stroked down from her shoulder, cupping her tit and gliding down. He pulled up the skirt of her uniform and swallowed her cry as he cupped her pussy.
She wore panties, but with the heat of his hand, it was like she was wearing nothing. He’d stripped her completely naked, yet she still wore clothes.
Of course, Enzo had other ideas, and those panties were torn from her without even so much as a yank, but the fabric was flimsy as it had lost the elastic long ago. She was lucky they stayed up around her waist.
His hand pressed against her pussy. His fingers moved between her slit, and she cried out at the sheer instant hit of pleasure that consumed her from that one touch. She had never been touched there, never been kissed. This was all so new, and she didn’t know what the hell she was doing.
He broke the kiss and trailed his lips down toward her neck. Harper was about to tell him she was a virgin and they shouldn’t be doing this, but then his teeth grazed across her pulse. She lost all thought, because it was like tiny little orgasms went off through her entire body, and she was unable to think or process.
At the same time, his fingers were at her cunt, and he pressed a finger between her slit and touched the nub, stroking back and forth. She closed her eyes, and he growled against her.
The uniform was tugged, and she realized he had let go of her hands above her head, but she had been so lost on sensation, she hadn’t even realized it. The uniform came open, and he somehow worked on her bra, and even with her clothes on, he was able to get her tits naked.
His mouth took one of her nipples into his, and she cried out. There was no way to think. It was sensation after sensation, and all she could do was float on it, mindless with pleasure.
And then he pulled his hand away, and she heard the unmistakable sound of a zipper, and he lifted her up.
“We’ll have time later,” he said.
