“Don’t become worthless to me, Miss Murphy. You won’t like the way I’ll discard you.” Aged nine, I saw the Devil. Those glowing amber eyes, they sliced through the darkness and filled my nightmares. Aged fifteen, he staked his claim on me. He held a fake funeral and told my father that I belonged to him now. Aged nineteen, he made good on his promise. Snatched me from the life I’d carved out for myself. Threw me in his private museum along with some of the rarest, most expensive artifacts in the world. I’m his new, shiny obsession. Nothing more than a keepsake. But Lorcan Quinn doesn’t want to admire me from the other side of the glass, or even handle me delicately with white gloves. He wants to break me. Ruin me. Then he wants to acquire the rarest thing of all. My innocence. *** SOMME’S NOTES: The Devil’s Keepsake is a deliciously dark, enemies to lovers mafia romance. It can be read as a standalone, but it’s best devoured with the rest of the trilogy. You should know that I write dark romance, and my stories—including this one—aren’t for the faint of heart. They are deliciously dark and somewhat disturbing, so are not suitable for everyone. You won’t find Prince Charming or a damsel in distress within these pages, so if that’s what floats your boat, I kindly encourage you to move along!