The Forbidden Stalker

He’s my stalker. My enemy. And the only man who’s ever made me burn to be claimed. Adrian De Rossi watched me like a man starving—long before we met. In shadows. In silence. With violence in his veins. I didn’t know it then, but I was already his. Heir to the De Rossi empire. Mafia royalty with blood on his hands and ice in his heart. I was raised to hate everything his name stood for.