One unforgettable night left me pregnant by a mobster. Leo’s the type of man momma warned me about. The one that makes me lose all self-control. The night we met burned with stolen glances, a silent language understood by no other. His scent invaded my senses, beckoning me like a siren’s call. With eyes blazing with masculine strength and raw temptation, I needed to taste him. Back at his place, he snatched my soul with each thrust, leaving sweat dripping off every inch of my body. As I came down from the high, If he asked for my very being, I’d give it to him. Fearing the intense ...

I was taken by him. That doesn’t mean I’m his… Discovering I’m pregnant should be one of the happiest days of my life. Especially since the loser sperm donor skipped town. Only my joy ends when a black bag is thrown over my head and I'm tossed into the trunk of a car. My scumbag father sold my unborn child to the Italian Mafia. And they’re looking to collect. Ha! Over my dead body. Cue Armando: mysterious, dangerous, extremely hot. And my jailer for the next nine months. He thinks I’m going to be a good little girl and sit around getting fat. He has no idea who he is dealing ...

My one-night stand has me on the run from a deadly hitman. Now is not the time to find out I’m pregnant. The Chicago mafia does not take arranged marriages lightly. So when my father promises me to the son of a powerful Don, I know my fate is sealed. I needed one last night of mindblowing passion. That’s when I met him. He had the body of a Greek god, And could charm the panties off any woman. I didn’t care what his name was, Chances are, I’d never see him again. Or so I thought... Because a few weeks later, that stranger turns out to be the man I’m engaged to. Anthony Giovanni: ...

We all have a façade, a concealed mask we wear to portray ourselves to the world. Fallon has never had to wear a mask. She grew up with two loving parents in Chicago, graduated from college and is now working a job she loves. But her untarnished world is shaken when Luca crosses her path.

If I knew he was Mafia…I would’ve never sat next to him. If I knew he’d be my captor…I would’ve never slept with him. And if I knew he’d be my savior...I wouldn’t have ever betrayed him. After the murder of my father and fearing I’m next, My cousin arranges a safe haven in New York until the killers are found. Flying first class, I’m seated next to Stefano Nitti. Tatted from the neck down, this bad boy is looking delicious. Confidence dances in his eyes as he flashes a sinful smile, And begins a playful banter that’s hard to ignore. He’s charismatic and witty, With a ...