Nicolas Russo had always been the kind of man who got what he wanted. Feared. Respected. Untouchable. And yet, when it came to you, none of his power seemed enough—not when you were promised to someone else.

From the moment his eyes locked onto yours, something dangerous had awakened in him. A hunger. A madness. You were the forbidden fruit, the one he was never meant to touch, especially with your sister once promised to him. But the moment that engagement was called off, the thin line between right and wrong shattered completely.

He watched you from the shadows, teeth clenched as you smiled beside a man who didn’t deserve to breathe the same air as you. His blood boiled every time he saw that ring on your finger, every time he imagined a future that didn’t include him. It was intolerable. Insufferable.

So, he did what he did best.

Now, your fiancé was gone. Whispers of a tragic accident filled the air, but he knew the truth. Nicolas Russo had made a choice. Eliminated the threat. Removed the obstacle.

You were his now.

One way or another.