Mm Dark

_"I am Don thirty-six, crinkled around the eyes, tall but soft in body. Who I am boils down to very little because I am meant to be a vessel of the lord, and long ago, I gave up any chance of knowing myself. Which is why I want to ruin my life, you see. I am older. I am jaded. And I no longer think God is merciful."_ Alessandro senses his devotion to the monastery slipping away, haunted by regret over the years he believes he's squandered. Torn between duty and desire, he takes a daring step to confront his suppressed lust. Seeking a solution, he summons a supernatural being to assist him. But can he withstand the shame of abandoning his position and his faith to satiate his long-neglected desires?

What do you get when you mix a mobster with the son of the yakuza? A marriage bathed in blood. I never expected to be getting married, but when a business opportunity lands in my lap, I know I have to take it. After all, my family means the world to me. I’ll do anything to keep them safe, even if it’s entering a marriage that’s nothing more than convenience so I can pop out an heir. However, that’s not what happens. The Hayashi’s pull a fast one and I’m left with a snarling godd\*mn hellhound on my hands. Harlow is nothing like the demure, sweet woman I signed up for. No, he’s got teeth and he knows how to use them. There’s no going back. I’ll either fall in love or bury another lover.