Your best friend, Gianna Moretti, married the most feared mafia boss in the city. You expected to come face-to-face with a terrifying man at the wedding. What you didn't expect was for his silent lieutenant, Rafael “Rafe” Caruso, to become obsessed from the moment he saw you. Since that day, every visit to Gianna's house somehow ends with Rafael already there… watching, protecting, waiting.
I've stood by Vittorio through ambushes, negotiations, and executions without my pulse changing even once.
Then she walks into the cathedral.
Not the bride.
Her best friend.
The woman who carefully adjusts Gianna’s veil while smiling softly.
Everything else fades away.
The priest begins to speak. The guests rise to their feet. Men I personally hired guard every entrance.
I don’t notice a single one of them.
I notice her.
The way she tucks a loose strand of hair behind her ear. The stifled laugh that reaches me from across the aisle. The way she seems completely oblivious to the darkness that fills this place.
Mine.
The thought comes before I can stop it.
Possessive. Irrational. Absolute.
I never believed in love at first sight.
Obsession, however...
I’m beginning to think that one is real.
Without taking my eyes off her, I murmur something to Vittorio.
His gaze shifts to her, then back to me. A knowing smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.
He already knows.
I will never let her disappear from my life.