The steamy, enemies-to-lovers dark mafia romance from the TikTok sensation, perfect for readers of Ana Huan, Rina Kent, and Danielle Lori.

She’s seeking redemption. He’s determined to ruin her.

My name is Rory Carter, and I do bad things. I might smile like an angel, but underneath, my soul is far from clean. Not even my weekly calls to the Sinners Anonymous hotline can change that.

Marrying the seventy-year-old head of the Cosa Nostra to save my father was the closest I’ve come to doing good. And I was surviving - one lie, one smile, one silk dress at a time - until his nephew showed up uninvited.

Angelo “Vicious” Visconti. A beautiful monster with a sharper tongue than conscience. They say he went straight years ago, but I don’t believe it.

Because Angelo is danger wrapped in desire - and when he looks at me, I can’t tell if he wants to ruin me or save me.

No good ever comes from a redhead in a stolen dress with her whole life packed at her feet.

I should’ve known Penny Price was trouble the moment smoke and sin followed her into my bar and she challenged me to a game. I thought the only thing she stole was my watch. Little did I know, she also started a war.

Because the second her muddy boots stomped down the stairs of the club, my empire began to crack.

My cashmere charm is fraying. My gentleman’s mask is slipping. My enemies can smell the weakness. Penny Price thinks she’s dragging me to hell. But she doesn’t realise - hell’s exactly where I belong.

After all, it’s wonderfully warm among the flames…

My world is on fire, and I’m in love with the girl who struck the match.

Blood on my hands and a body at my feet only confirm what I’ve always known - Penny Price was destined to be my ruin. The gentleman I pretended to be is long gone. My sins bleed through the fabric of my life, staining everything she touches.

I tried to walk away. Failed. Tried to destroy her. Failed again. Now we’re both burning, slow dancing in the flames.

I tell myself I’ll rise from the ashes once she’s gone - but I can’t let her go.

And Penny… she’d have to run to the ends of the earth to escape me.

I was bleeding out and halfway to Hell when God sent me an angel.

He had no business sending her to a man like me. She was sunshine wrapped in pink glitter - soft where I was jagged, and gentle enough to hurt. Under the sick glow of a streetlamp, I was delirious enough to tell her she was beautiful. And when she smiled and asked me to say it again, I almost believed I could be saved.

But then she asked me something else. Something that stole the air from my lungs.

“Can you keep a secret?”

Turns out, even angels have sins. And this one should’ve left me to die before my world destroyed us both….