Recently graduated and feeling a need to find out who my father was, I have travelled to Rome to stay with my mother’s cousin, a Chief Inspector of Police. I’ve always believed he knows something I don’t so I’m finally blowing caution to the wind and asking for his help. I may not know the language and may not have a lot of confidence about myself, but one way or another, I’m determined to discover who I really am and where I came from.
I knew my restrictions when I embarked on this trip; knew my flaws and how hard I would need to work to push past my insecurities. What I didn’t know was how I would feel when I met him.
Against my better judgement, I let this man who is tied to one of the most prolific crime families in the country get under my skin. His words are cruel, his beauty even more so, and I have tried to adhere to my cousin’s order to stay away from him. However, Marius was never going to let me hide away from him forever.
His hunt for me is wrong on so many levels, for what if the Moretti family is the reason for me being here in the first place?
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