Heartless Sinner

Being in the mafia had its privileges. Being a capo in the Russo family had even more.

When Marla came to me asking for help in avenging her brother's death, I agreed . . . for a price. Marriage. To me. A mafia capo . . . the type of man she'd sworn off years ago. She would learn: Nothing in this life was free. And in exchange, I wanted her. Whether she could handle who I was... or not. I thought I had the upper hand, but I underestimated the woman I'd taken into my bed and planned to make my wife. It turned out when it came to taking revenge, she possessed a dark side that matched mine.