She’s not the woman he meant to kidnap–but she may just be the woman he needs.
I told my father the cartel Colombians were not to be trusted. Now he’s dead, along with my eldest brother, and I’m left in charge of the family. I’ve declared vengeance on the killer who took out the only people I love. And I know exactly how I’ll exact my revenge: I’ll take his daughter and make her my own. After all, he owes me a family.
In the worst case of mistaken identity ever, Mafia Prince Max Beneventi kidnaps me instead of the Colombian Cartel Princess he’s after. He’s cold-blooded and brutal, and if he learns of his mistake, I’m sure he’ll kill me. Escape is my only hope for survival. But the longer I’m with him, the more I crave what only he can give me.
“Cold-Blooded Lover” is the first book in the King of Clubs series. It is a stand-alone Dark Mafia Enemies-to-Lovers Kidnapping Romance, complete with HEA and no cliffhangers.
Please note: this book is a dark mafia romance that contains mature content, graphic violence and may contain triggers. If such materials offend you, please do not read.
We reach the bottom of the stairs leading onto the tarmac, and there’s another black car waiting for us. But this one is not a sedan—it’s a sports car of some kind, sleek, shiny, and low to the ground.
Standing next to it is the single most gorgeous man I have ever seen in my entire life. He’s tall and muscular, but not as thick and burly as the goons he sent to kidnap me. Like Goon Number Two, he’s got dark hair and eyes, but no visible tattoos.
Massimiliano Beneventi, I assume. Because this has to be the boss, given the way the people around me are acting.
I don’t care, though. I tilt up my chin and firm my jaw, determined not to let him see me in misery.
His dark eyes bore into me, and something hot flickers in their depths as he scans me from head to toe.
My stomach clenches, but this time it’s not from fear—it’s pure lust, and it spreads through my whole body. I can feel it radiating off me in waves, and when his mouth quirks up into a grin, I know he sees it, too.
“Hello, Valentina. I’m glad you made it here safely,” he says, but I can hear something under his voice—some kind of sexual heat that burns through me as he gazes into my eyes.
I clench my teeth together, determined not to speak to this monster who has taken me from my perfectly normal life and brought me into something terrifying.