Stolen Saint: Dark Mafia Romance

BIANCA I was a Reale for one night. One night of his name, his ring, his hands. Then my brother walked into Sunday mass and took me home. Now I'm back in my father's house, and everyone calls me by the wrong name. They say the marriage was a trick. They say Angelo Reale stole two Ferrante daughters and deserves to bleed for both. They don't know he's already coming. I know what I'm supposed to do. Stay quiet. Let the men decide what I am. I was a novice. I know how to obey. I just don't want to anymore. ANGELO They took my wife out of my church in front of my grandmother. I let them, because there were children in the pews. That was my one mercy. I don't have another. I'll walk into Enzo Ferrante's house without a gun. I'll sit at his table. I'll eat his food. Then I'll take her home through the front door. She married me to save a truce. She's staying because I'm not giving her a choice. Except she keeps making her own. She lies to her family for me. She lies to me for them. She climbs into my car, my bed, and my war. Let them come. Every Ferrante in this city. Every priest. My own blood. She took my name. Now she learns what it costs. This is the second book in the Devils & Saints series. Reading order: Unholy Saint. Stolen Saint. Burning Saint.