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After breast surgery, Charlotte disguises herself as a man and enters House of Devils—a brutal, underground military training camp where heirs of the world’s deadliest mafia families fight for survival. Every year, only forty are chosen—one from each country—and only one makes it out alive. She’s running from an arranged marriage she swore to honor on her grandfather’s deathbed… then vanished from. But the devil she was promised to finds her anyway. Cassian Moretti—deadly, calculating, heir to the Moretti cartel—is one of the three ruthless commanders of the House of Devis. And he’s the man she was supposed to marry. The man who holds the key to the two years she can’t remember. He recognizes her the moment she steps into the pit. But she doesn’t recognize him. Not the cold gleam in his eyes. Not the obsession behind his smirk. Not the vow he’s whispered every night since she vanished: If she won’t come to me willingly… I’ll take her by force. Charlotte thinks she’s here to survive. Cassian came to claim his bride. Even if it means betraying his family, his House, and his current fiancée—Charlotte’s own sister. What Charlotte doesn’t know? Cassian plans to annul the engagement the only way the underworld respects: by kidnapping the bride he actually wants and marrying her by force. And when the time is right—he’ll steal her away from the House and drag her into his world. To his estate. To his bed. To the altar. Even if he has to chain her there himself.
Author
O.S Feathers writes dark, twisty love stories about morally questionable men and the fierce, brilliant women who bring them to their knees, sometimes literally. She has a soft spot for arranged marriages, possessive antiheroes, and heroines who know how to shoot or at least threaten with style. She drinks too much coffee, lives for slow-burn tension, and has never met a knife-to-throat scene she didn’t love. When she’s not writing, she’s probably researching obscure Russian swear words, rewriting a spicy chapter for the third time, or convincing her characters that therapy is not, in fact, the enemy. If you like your love stories messy, dangerous, and just a little unhinged, she’s got you.