I'm a pawn in a brewing mafia war, a captive bride in a power play between two cold-blooded monsters. My father sold me to the an arranged marriage with Dante Torrio, sadistic capo and would-be Boss. But before their bargain is complete, I'm stolen away by Luca Vitale, heir to the Vitale crime family. I hate Luca for forcing me into marriage, but he'll do anything to mold me into his obedient wife. The longer I remain trapped with him, the more I come to crave the dark pleasure my unyielding husband offers me. He is fiercely possessive and jealously guards me. He protects me from his enemies, especially Dante, who is determined to steal me back. Which fate would be worse? To belong to the ruthless mafia prince or to the devil himself? One-click this dark MfM mafia ménage romance if you love antiheroes who will stop at nothing to possess the virgin heroine, enemies-to-lovers vibes, kidnappings, arranged marriage, capture fantasy, and deliciously deviant steamy scenes! CW from Julia In Their Hands is a very dark romance novel that deals with themes that some readers may find upsetting. See my website for details.

I'm a captive, a pawn in a power play between two ruthless mafia men—my husbands... Dante wants to be the Boss of our criminal organization, and he'll do awful, dark things to make Luca bow to him. He promises he'll use me to break him. As we both suffer in his hands, I find myself falling for Luca, bound to him by pain and fear. But Dante is fiercely possessive, and in his own twisted way, he seems to care for me. Outside of our gilded cage, a growing threat from the Bratva puts us all in danger. Both men swear to protect me from their enemies, but who will protect me from them?

The Bratva broke me, but my fierce husbands will do anything to put me back together again. Luca loves me, and I love him. Dante’s obsession with me is darker, but he’s no less possessive. He’ll even find it in his black heart to share me with Luca if that’s what brings me peace. As my men help me heal, I find myself falling for both of them. But the Russians aren’t done with us, and my brutal husbands will have to work together if they want to end the monsters who tormented me. I can’t choose between my fierce protectors, but maybe I don’t have to. With every possessive touch, they make it clear that they will give me anything I desire, even if that means loving them both…