Shae
One tiny shack for warmth.
A single bed no bigger than a camping cot.
And a meager supply of canned food insufficient for one adult, let alone two.
And that’s the kicker.
I’m not just stranded; I’m stuck here with Renzo Donati, boss of the Giordano Mafia family.
He’s Italian, maddeningly arrogant, and my only hope of survival.
But that’s all he is to me—all he’ll ever be. A means to an end.
The way his fingers massage my scalp when he washes my hair? Utterly irrelevant.
His unwavering tone when he insists on checking my injuries? Inconsequential.
Being with Renzo would mean the end of everything I am.
Everything I’ve worked so hard to become.
I cannot let him break me, no matter how desperately I want to shatter in his hands.
Renzo
Shae wants to refuse me. To keep me at a distance.
Well, I refuse to accept her refusal.
She’s unlike any other woman I’ve ever met,
And I won’t give up until every one of her prickly edges melts in submission beneath me.
Because I know what fate has already decided—what I feel deep in my bones, and what her body has already accepted, despite her mind’s objections…
Shae Byrne is mine.
Moretti Malice, #1
06/12/2024