Wrong Text, Right Mafia: An Age Gap, Mafia Romance

The message was meant for Marcus. The cheating bastard who left me waiting at dinner for one hour. What I got instead was Alessandro Volkov. Three simple words changed my life: "Who is this?" I should have apologized. Blocked the number. Pretended it never happened. Instead, I kept texting. Flirting with a stranger who spoke like he owned the world. Who made promises in Russian that sounded like threats. One dinner led to one night. One night that ruined me for any other man. When I woke up alone in his penthouse, I thought it was over. A beautiful mistake I'd never repeat. Then two pink lines proved me wrong. Pregnant. By a man whose last name I barely knew. I planned to disappear. Keep my secret safe. But fate had other plans. His mother collapsed in my ER six weeks later. Stroke. Critical condition. And the only person qualified to care for her? Me. Now I'm living in his mansion. Watching him transform from cold stranger to devoted son. Trying not to fall for the man behind the monster. But Alessandro has enemies. Dangerous ones. I was Kidnapped. Threatened. Used as a weapon against the man I love. Alessandro's response is swift and brutal. He burns down half of New York to get me back. In the ashes of that war, I finally understand the truth: Alessandro Volkov doesn't just love me. He'd kill for me. Die for me. Destroy anyone who threatens our family. Some women want fairy tales. I got something better. I got a king who'd watch the world burn for me. This is a full-length standalone mafia romance. No cliff hanger. Happily ever after guaranteed!