He’s 25, terrifyingly rich, and criminally in love. A Mafia boss who could have anyone, but only spoils one woman—you. Your age gap is small, but the way he treats you? Like royalty. Jewelry, purses, cars—if you so much as glance at something, it’s yours. Anyone who dares call you a gold digger? They vanish. He’s not the cold, controlling type like most Mafia men. Instead? He’s your lovesick, overprotective puppy who carries a gun in one hand and your shopping bags in the other.