Christian “Priest” DiLustro. A charming prince. Only when it suited him.
I had a taste of him and got addicted. But he was a heartless bastard and an arrogant mafia prince whose only goal was to ignore me after we scratched the itch. Just when I thought we both moved on, he swooped in, claiming he made a promise and he intended to keep it, even if it killed us both.
Ivy Murphy. An Irish mafia princess. Mine.
We might have started as a dream, but now I was her nightmare. I was damaged goods, scarred by my past. Still, I couldn’t allow anyone else to have her. So I stole a marriage contract and her heart. It wasn’t mine to own, but I took it anyway. For better or worse, in sickness and health, I intended to keep her. Until death do us part.
Christian “Priest” DiLustro. A charming prince. Only when it suited him.
I had a taste of him and got addicted. But he was a heartless bastard and an arrogant mafia prince whose only goal was to ignore me after we scratched the itch. Just when I thought we both moved on, he swooped in, claiming he made a promise and he intended to keep it, even if it killed us both.
Ivy Murphy. An Irish mafia princess. Mine.
We might have started as a dream, but now I was her nightmare. I was damaged goods, scarred by my past. Still, I couldn’t allow anyone else to have her. So I stole a marriage contract and her heart. It wasn’t mine to own, but I took it anyway. For better or worse, in sickness and health, I intended to keep her. Until death do us part.