Runaway In The Maffia #3 "PREORDER"

Ahana
I was Indian. He was Italian. He was the don, and smoke and fire his destiny. I was just a girl, a nobody in the world of men. He saw me as a riddle he couldn’t solve. An enigma his inferno couldn’t burn. To him, demanding my surrender was his right. To me, the truth was mine to conceal. My dark burdens were mine to resolve, not his to destroy. Even if it meant sacrificing my heart to walk the righteous path I was bound to.

Vitale
She was made to be mine. I didn’t have to touch her to know she would fit me like a glove. It didn’t matter that she wasn’t right for me or that she came to me consumed by secrets. I’d seek them all out to have her be mine. Even if it meant defying the archaic traditions I was bound to.

Will Vitale find her secrets in time? Will Ahana choose the life she was born into or the one her heart craves?