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I thought my family was the only thing standing in our way. Who knew that Harper would have a secret of her own… If growing up in the mafia has taught me one thing, it’s that everyone has skeletons in their closet. My father certainly has several, and I’ve been known to hide a secret or two. But it’s Harper’s secret that comes out of left field and stabs me right in the heart…

When you're accused of stealing jewelry from the grumpy single dad who you nanny for but... Grumpy single dad seeks Nanny... Her father tells me she’s mute. Except I catch her humming a lullaby. He’s a liar. Or she has everyone deceived. What possibly could a four-year-old be hiding? I really should have done a background check on him. Imagine my surprise when I discover my grumpy boss works for the mafia. I want to leave but he won’t let me. I’m his captive, forced to follow his rules and do as he demands. This slow burn mafia romance is the second book in the Mafia Marriages series.

When the mafia princess has a wild night with a stranger at the bar and steals his car keys, she doesn't expect it to be the don of an opposing mafia family. She wants her freedom and all I want is her…Nicole DeLuca, she’s the daughter of the biggest crime boss on the west coast. Did I mention that her father, Gino DeLuca, is my enemy? I slept with Nikki and I can’t for the life of me forget about her. I’ve been keeping tabs on her, making sure no other men come anywhere near her.

When you're a star athlete and hire a bodyguard to protect your daughter, but the agency sends you an adorable five foot two brunette who barely looks capable of protecting herself, let alone anyone else. Turns out "Ryan" is Emerson Ryan, former FBI. She drop-kicks your butt to the ground to prove her point. She’s more than capable of protecting Bristol, your little girl, but you shouldn’t be turned on by her fierceness.

I’m ordered to execute her… I never expected to see her again. We shared one wild night several years ago. She had no idea that I work for the mafia. I’m a savage, ruthless killer, but she’s innocent. She saves lives. I take them. She’s a pediatric oncology nurse. Could she be any more of a saint? She entered the wrong hotel room. There can’t be any witnesses. My boss wants her dead. Her life is in my hands. I intend to make her my wife to protect her. She’ll hate me but at least I can keep her safe.

We're known for our savagery. We run New York City. We control every inch of it, and anyone that gets in our way is executed. I protect the people from con artists and thugs like the cartel. But I'm not a good guy. I loathe thinking of myself as a vigilante. And did I mention that my little sister tried to put me behind bars? When a young woman's car breaks down in the rain, I'm feeling overly generous. I recognize her, she's a nurse from Steele Concierge Medical, at least that's what she wants me to believe.

A man ruined me once. I won’t allow it to happen again. There’s a reason I decided to move all the way to Breckenridge, Montana, and it’s not because it’s been on my bucket list. Neither is driving across the country in the dead of winter for that matter. Or having my car give up on me. Or getting frostbite as I trudge up a mountain in heels. But all of the above happens. And guess who saves the day. Jaxson. Former special forces. Single father of one. Professional background checker.

I murdered my boss and stole his throne. He made me the beast that I am, and I made him pay the price. But there’s a girl that I want beside me while I rule the city. The only problem is she’s Russian, and the little sister of my enemy. She’s innocent, naive, and has no idea what I intend to do to her family.

I am Levi Luxenberg. Forty-year-old billionaire. CEO of Luxenberg Enterprises. And apparently, father of one. A week ago, having kids wasn’t even in my ten-year plan. Now, I have a five-year-old daughter who will hardly look in my direction.

Billionaire seeks surrogate. She has a debt to repay, and I have a need…for a child. It is strictly a business transaction, nothing more. After the baby is born, I’ll never see her again. But bringing her into my home is a mistake. It could cost me everything. She’s curious. Sassy. And the biggest test to my patience. How can I handle a child if I can’t handle her under my roof? It doesn’t help that her hormones are raging and she wants to murder me in my sleep. I’m not that bad of a guy, I only run the mafia. And she can never find out.

When Cali tosses her drink at the hot billionaire she doesn’t expect him to throw her over his shoulder. As a vlogger, Cali Sinclair is sent to Blue Sky Resort, a ski lodge, to review the winter destination. She usually travels to warm, exotic locations, not the frigid mountains in the dead of winter.

Everyone has secrets. Mine should have come with a warning label: May cause heartache and emotional trauma. I’ve only ever been in love once. She ripped my heart out when she dumped me and married another player in the league. After a perfect night with Charlotte and an incredible first date, my disastrous ex-girlfriend shows up on my doorstep in the middle of the night. I shouldn’t let her in. I ought to chase her away, but it’s the two-foot blue-eyed little boy that has me awestruck. And he might be my son.

I didn’t plan on dating a hockey player. It just kind of happened. At least that’s what I’m telling everyone. Except maybe I did plan it. Maybe it wasn’t a coincidence at all…Jasper Greyson is hot, flirty, and the epitome of trouble. But he’s off-limits. He’s my sister’s brother-in-law, or at least he’s about to be, which kind of makes us family.

The wedding is quickly approaching, and I’m engaged to Mark, a man I don’t love. Don’t get me wrong. He’s sweet and kind, but a little too syrupy for my taste. I prefer my men darker, devious, and with a bit of bite. Mark is as vanilla as they come. But I’ve settled because it’s what’s best for my daughter, Bay. She needs stability, and I want to give her the absolute best life that I can. When my coworker stumbles onto a photo of my hot mistake, Madisyn confesses that she knows the Russian who knocked me up.

Sold to the mafia. I’m nothing more than a piece of property to my brother. Forced into an arranged marriage, I enlist the help of Eagle Tactical. AriellaI moved in with Jaxson after the attack. It’s hard to keep my hands off him, but he’s my boss. He’s given me a job at Eagle Tactical as his subordinate. I don’t take orders well, especially from a grumpy boss. He's about just as grumpy as his toddler when she skips her afternoon nap. JaxsonI vowed to protect Ariella.

I can’t tell her she’s under my protection… I’ve been employed as a bodyguard in the past with Eagle Tactical for celebrities, musicians, even billionaires. I’ve never had any of them evade my protection. The little Vixen that stormed into my life ended up as my responsibility. I’ve been hired to protect her… in secret. The studio contract is clear, I am not allowed to divulge to her that I’m her personal bodyguard when she leaves the set. She will find out the truth and when she does she will hate me.

My niece has been missing for months and I've spent every waking hour tracking her down. I need a partner in crime, a woman on the inside that can help me gather intelligence. Skylar is cute, snarky, and Jaxson's younger sister. She's completely off-limits, and when my former military brother discovers that I've hired her in secret, he's going to kill me.

It takes a lot more than getting shot in the head to kill a guy like me, but the bastards got me good. I’ll give it to them. They got me so good that when I finally wake up, I realize I’ve been in a coma for weeks.

We’ve remodeled Club Sage, and I’m just about to burn the place down to the ground. When Savannah comes looking for a job, I hire her on the spot. We’re desperate for dancers, and she’s stunning. How could she not be perfect for the job?

I’ve made a few bad decisions in my life. At the top of the list, attempting to rob the Russian Bratva. I wasn’t aware who I was robbing or what I was getting myself involved in until it was too late.