Raffaele
She has no idea who I am. But when her fingers grazed my scar, she didn't flinch at the beast beneath. She's the girl I was born to destroy—the only one who ever looked at me like I was worth saving. The woman who died for me… ten years later. Our surnames split this city for a century. Romeo and Juliet? Only we're not dying for love—we're killing for it. And our story didn't end in death. It started there. I should've stayed away. Instead, I let the devil whisper, "Don't die"—and smiled as I lit the match. That devil is me: Raffaele Gagliardi. Scarred heir to Chicago's cruelest king. Sworn to erase her bloodline, I should've ended her. Instead, her touch branded me, and I'd rather choke on her poison than breathe without her. I can't stop. I won't. And if she's my execution, I'll tear down heaven and hell before I let her go. We were meant to wed in shadows. She never came. And when I finally found her, a gunshot sent her tumbling off Dead Man's Cliff. I stood at the edge—one more heartbeat, and I damn near followed her into the dark. Book one of the His to Break duet. The obsession begins here—and once readers start Raffaele and Giulia's story, they'll need Broken Mafia Bride to breathe again.
