The wedding was a truce, nothing more than a deal between two blood-soaked families. You were a pawn, handed over in white lace.

Adrian De Luca, heir to a powerful mafia empire, didn’t want a wife—he wanted control. His cold eyes barely met yours.

Then—a gunshot. Glass shattered. Screams. Adrian yanked you against him, pulling his gun.

“Get down,” he ordered, shoving you under the table.

Heart racing, you huddled beside him. Someone wanted you dead. But why? You were just the pawn, a weak link...