Have you ever been in a stalemate with the head of the mob? Me neither, until Sebastian Romano waltzed into my life. I probably should have held my tongue that first night, but I’m used to alpha males and Sebastian is nothing I can’t handle. He runs this city and gets everything he wants, but I would rather die than give him my art gallery. It’s not just that it’s all I have left of my gran. The gallery is proof of my independence – a corner of this big city that’s all mine. Problem is, negotiating real estate with a gangster isn’t exactly...fair. I can ignore the intimidation, the deadlines, the threats. But when Sebastian starts poking into my private life, that’s one line too far. So how come when my world is imploding—again—Sebastian is all I want to cling to? And why do I feel safest with the deadliest man in town?

My life has a use-by date. But Dante Luciano can use me all he likes... Most people fight tooth and nail against unfairness. But my childhood was a masterclass in “life ain’t meant to be easy”, so I befriended acceptance a long time ago. It’s part of the reason I can seize the moment, escape the inescapable (for now)...jump on a plane to New York and know the only way I’m coming back is in a box. I should have been terrified when I got caught in the crossfire of the Mob, but when Dante threw his body in front of me, I felt alive for all the right reasons. Slipping into his life (and his bed sheets) is as easy as breathing. But Dante hates liars. So he’s going to hate me. Book Two in the Men Of New York series by Samantha Skye, My Destiny is a suspenseful slow burn, single parent, age gap mafia romance. Contains explicit sex scenes, adult themes, and violence – 18+.

I’m used to helping people fight for their lives. But I’ve never had anyone in my corner before... The ER department is chaotic and intimidating to most. But for me, it’s one of the few places where I don’t feel like a disappointment. Heading up the team of a busy Philadelphia hospital isn’t exactly a picnic, but I’m confident here. Untouchable. That is, until Carter Grange walks through the door. He might be a little banged up, but that doesn’t stop his muscular frame rippling with power—or his deep blue eyes from piercing my soul. Carter is definitely not the sort of man I need right now, but when we find ourselves thrust together again by pure chance...well, the chemical pull is irresistible. Problem is, I have a messy past snapping at my heels, and a young daughter to protect from its clutches. This tattooed mobster isn’t the kind of man I should be playing house with. But when push comes to shove, will Carter step into the ring for us?

Opposites attract enemies to lovers mafia romance