Gio Being the eldest son has always been a blessing and a curse. I was raised to be one thing and one thing only. A monster. My father did everything in his power to make sure that’s exactly what I became too. He wasn’t expecting that the monster he created would be the one to take him out though. Now I’m in charge. Of the family, the empire. Everything. I’m learning real fast that being the boss isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. The first order of business was finding a new place to live. I didn’t want my four younger brothers to have to remain in the house of horrors, aka our childhood home, any longer than they had to be. But the second I lay eyes on my new realtor, my sole focus becomes making her mine in every way possible. Eloise I’ve worked my ass off to land the elite property listings in Melbourne. The downfall? Elite properties come with elite assholes. I’ve learnt over the past year how to deal with the suggestive comments and overly friendly touches from prospective buyers. When I meet my latest client, Gio De Bellis, all my skills seem to go on vacation. Because one look at him has me wanting to throw caution to the wind and give in to the temptation he’s offering. But my career is way more important to me than one sinfully appetizing, hot piece of man candy. At least, I think it is… A Sinner's Promise is book 1 in the De Bellis Crime Family Saga, All books in this sereis are stand alone dark romances.

Gabe A lie. Presenting a false impression. To be deceptive. That’s what I am. A lie. My family sees one version of me. The world sees another. Neither is real. I like it that way. Prefer it even. And then there’s her. She sees right through the lie. Through me. And no matter how much I try, there doesn’t seem to be a damn thing I can do to hide from her. Daisy A liar recognises another liar. I was labelled rebellious. The girl with behavioural issues. Because no one bothered to dig deep enough to find the truth. I was running. Chasing an escape that didn’t come until I left school. I have it under control now. Or at least I thought I did. Until I meet Gabriel De Bellis. And everything I thought I buried rises to the surface. Can two people stuck in a web of their own lies find a common truth?

Marcello Being judged isn’t something foreign to me. I’m used to the whispers, the stares, the way people scatter or cross the road when they see me walking their way. It comes with the territory when your last name is De Bellis. But being judged by her before she gives me a chance to prove her wrong? Yeah, I’m not going to stand for that. Zoe thinks she knows who I am, assumes I’m nothing more than a street thug with no morals or ethics. Letting her walk out of my life isn’t an option. I’ll show her just how virtuous this sinner can be. Zoe Moving to Melbourne from New York is the fresh start I craved while having connections here from back home is a welcomed comfort. When your self-appointed adoptive father is the Pakhan of the Bratva and his wife belongs to one of the five Italian families of New York, you end up bubble-wrapped in one big invisible layer of protectiveness. I’m safe here. Nothing can touch me. Nothing can pop that bubble. Especially if I don’t want it to. That’s why, when a six-foot-three hulk of a man takes my breath away and leaves me aching for more of what he delivered in one night, I embrace the shelter my connections afford me. The last thing I need is to get mixed up with someone who belongs in the criminal underworld. I’ve experienced firsthand how that turns out for girls like me. As much as I want it to be, my last name isn’t Petrov or Valentino. I don’t end up with the dark prince in my own version of a fairy tale. It doesn’t matter how relentlessly Marcello persists, I will not cave. I will not give in to my bodies desires to have him just one more time…

Vin Demons. They’re relentless little fuckers that chase you no matter where you go. There’s only one escape I’ve ever found and it was at the end of a blunt. Then there was her. Camilla Taylor. Cammi. The moment I touched her, my mind went blank. The monsters were… just gone. But good things aren’t for me. And Cammi? She’s the very essence of good. Which is why I can’t keep touching her. Because if I do, it’s only a matter of time before I drag her down with me. Into that darkness that consumes my soul. Cammi Every girl thinks they can tame the bad boy, right? They’re wrong. Bad boys can’t be tamed. And they really shouldn’t be. Because that’s part of their allure in the first place. Vin De Bellis is the definition of a broken heart waiting to happen. But when he touches me, my entire body lights up. The darkness that’s usually behind his eyes vanishes and a lightness shines through. It’s the return of that darkness that scares me. Like I said, some people can’t be saved. Especially when the nightmares are so ingrained the demons run through their veins, waiting for their chance to cause havoc. And Vin’s demons might just be the very things that shatter my heart.

Santo Cold. A deep, bone-chilling cold. I’ve felt it since the night I clutched my pregnant fiancée to my chest and had a pair of cold, lifeless eyes stare back at me. My family wants me to move on. To start living again. But it’s not so easy to do when your heart and soul are still six feet under. A second chance at love isn’t in the cards for me. A second chance at love isn’t in the cards for me. Which is why when I meet Aria Swan in a bar one night and she offers up a solution to both of our problems, I actually consider her proposal. I mean, where’s the harm in playing house for a bit? It’s not like I’m going to fall in love with her. A fact that will make terminating this little arrangement at the end of the year easy. Even if her touch has this way of melting the icy coldness surrounding my heart… Aria Ever had the answers to all your problems just fall into your lap? Or, in my case, have you stumbling into the solution? I have no idea what comes over me when I bump into Santo De Bellis. Call it desperation. A last-ditch effort to pull myself out of the hole my last name has created. But all I can think is how this arrangement can be mutually beneficial. I need a husband. Because if I’m already taken, my father can’t marry me off to the highest bidder. And if that same husband happens to be a De Bellis, well, no one is going to be stupid enough to question it. I don’t expect him to actually agree. So when he does, I jump at the chance for freedom. What could possibly go wrong? All we have to do is stay married for a year. It can’t be that hard. Can it?