“You may be my Don, but you will not control me in this room,” he growled against her lips as he held onto both of her wrists above her head. She stared up at him, his words, his actions; all made her more turned on. “Do you understand?” His voice turned huskier, and she moaned. “Yes, Damian.” “What?” “Yes sir,” she whimpered. “Good,” and with that, his lips roughly crashed against hers. -*-*-* Angel Bellalini was to be the head of the family once her father retired, but there had never been a female in the lead before. Like every leader before her, she needed someone to be a confidant, someone to ground her as she took on the job of Boss. But she didn’t expect to find it in the form of her sister’s fiancé, Damian. Now she’s forced to navigate the complex and difficult road of wanting him, along with the other responsibilities that come with being The Boss.