He was forbidden.

My brother's best friend.

Also the most dangerous man in the country.

And I signed myself over to him.

Leah Thorne had one rule: stay away from Dimitri Valentino.

It shouldn't have been difficult. He was ruthless, feared, and devastatingly beautiful in the way that only truly dangerous things are. The kind of man who owned nightclubs, commanded armies, and made grown men weep with a single look. The kind of man her brother Mike trusted with his life.

The kind of man she had absolutely no business wanting.

But one shattered marriage, one bottle of whiskey, and one catastrophically bad decision later, Leah wakes up in Dimitri's bed with a signed contract on the nightstand and six months of her life no longer her own.

Her body. His rules. No exceptions.

The contract is iron-clad, the penalty clause suffocating — fifty million dollars she doesn't have. And Dimitri Valentino, the Wolf of the Italian underworld, has absolutely no intention of letting her go.

He says he'll ruin her for other men.

He's not lying.

Because beneath the cold control and the thousand-dollar suits is a man who has wanted her for seven sinful years — who has memorized the curve of her smile, the sound of her laugh, and exactly how to take her apart piece by piece until the only word left in her vocabulary is his name.

Eve came to him broken, looking to feel wanted.

She never expected to feel owned.

She never expected to love it.

Six Months Contract With The Mafia God is a scorching dark romance about forbidden hunger, dangerous obsession, and the catastrophic moment a good girl stops running from the wolf who has always been hunting her.

Some contracts change everything. Some men are worth the fine print.

Marco stood in front of the desk, tablet in hand, running through the security protocols one final time.


"The jet is ready," Marco said. "Security sweep on the villa completed twice. Staff has been vetted. Locations flagged on the route. Two-hour intervals for communication checkpoints."


Dimitri listened, his mind already three steps ahead. The island was secure. His men were in place. The security apparatus Marco had built was airtight, the kind of network that had kept him alive through wars, through betrayals, through the kinds of situations that killed lesser men.


"Two hours," Dimitri said, cutting through Marco's final update.


"We leave in two hours." Dimitri stood, already moving toward the door. "Complete the checking. Coordinate with the crew. I want wheels up at 1400 hours."


"Understood." Marco followed him to the elevator. "I'll ensure...."


The elevator doors closed before Marco could finish.


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