Brutal Vow

He fell first. She found him out.

He kept her photograph in his safe for three years before he asked for her.

She came home to bury her father and left married to the most dangerous man in New York.

Neither of them expected the other to be this difficult to hate.

Sienna Marchetti left everything behind the day they buried her brother. Her CPA license. Her brother's St. Christopher medal. A promise to herself that she'd build a quiet life somewhere a bullet wouldn't find her. For three years, she's been auditing balance sheets in Boston, refusing to look back.

Then her father calls her home to die - and hands her, with his last breath, to Maksim Volkov.

The Pakhan. The head of the Bratva. The man she has spent three years quietly suspecting of ordering Dante's murder.

The terms are simple: marry him, keep the peace between the families, and survive. Sienna intends to do all three - and to use every day inside his house to find the proof that will destroy him.

She does not expect him to give her a corkboard and a six-inch-thick case file on the first Monday morning.

She does not expect him to have been hunting the same ghost for longer than she has.

She does not expect him to be, of all the men she has ever met in this life, the only one who has ever looked at what her mind can do - and handed her the work.

Brutal Vow is a slow-burn dark mafia romance about two people who come together to solve a murder, and fall in love the only way people like them can: by accident, in the middle of the night, over a corkboard full of evidence, in a brownstone in Manhattan, in a marriage neither of them chose.

Standalone. Complete HEA. No cliffhangers.

For readers who like their heroes patient and their heroines dangerous.