A Complete Duet - The story of Tatiana Nikolaev! My husband. His secrets. Our tragedy. I thought I knew him. I didn’t. I thought he was trustworthy. He wasn’t. But nothing in this world is as it seems. I caught the attention of the most notorious man in the underworld. Konstantin wasn’t the type to be ignored. He commanded his criminal empire with an iron fist but he had secrets of his own. But I was Tatiana Nikolaev. I’d never bend to a man’s will or be used as a pawn. Not again. The moment I tempted the fates and played with fire, life spiraled out of control. My only way of survival was to trust again. But could I? \This is a complete duet.\

A Complete Duet - The story of Tatiana Nikolaev! My husband. His secrets. Our tragedy. I thought I knew him. I didn’t. I thought he was trustworthy. He wasn’t. But nothing in this world is as it seems. I caught the attention of the most notorious man in the underworld. Konstantin wasn’t the type to be ignored. He commanded his criminal empire with an iron fist but he had secrets of his own. But I was Tatiana Nikolaev. I’d never bend to a man’s will or be used as a pawn. Not again. The moment I tempted the fates and played with fire, life spiraled out of control. My only way of survival was to trust again. But could I? \This book is part of a complete duet.\

Enrico Marchetti. One of the five Italian mafia kings. Powerful. Untouchable. Corrupt. It started with one innocent look across a room in Paris. He was a lot older than me. A Roman god dressed in an Italian suit, surrounded by an aura I couldn’t resist. When I ran into him again, he effortlessly pulled me under his spell. But little did I know, a night full of carnal pleasure would cost me everything. When Enrico Marchetti wanted something, he didn’t just take it. He possessed it. Now, his sights were set on me. There were secrets this man was keeping. They surrounded him, his dead wife, his children. I wanted no part of it, but there was no escaping him. He had taken me to his kingdom, locked the doors, and thrown away the key. Now the only thing left to do was fight. Even if it killed me.

He told me he loved me, then abandoned me. My sister was his first choice. Too bad for him, I refused to be his second. Dante Leone was bad news with a gorgeous exterior and a dangerous mind. Emotionally unavailable and slightly unhinged, he was a heartbreak waiting to happen. Again. I ran. He gave chase and my fate was sealed. Roaming the world, I searched for a vital part of me. There’d be no new beginning until I found my answers. My taste of freedom was sweet, yet lonely. And oh, so fleeting. I should have known he would catch up to me. After all, he thrived on the chase. I’d learned that the hard way. But guess what? I was no longer the woman he seduced all those years ago. I no longer believed the pretty lies that passed his lips nor the false promises in his deceitful eyes. My name is Phoenix Romero, and I’d make the rules this time around. Like my namesake, I had risen from the ashes and this time, I would be the one to make him burn.

A devil in a Brioni suit. My unforgettable one-night stand. And a notorious member of the Omertà empire. I learned that last piece of information a bit too late. I never expected to see him again after our encounter so long ago. But it turns out that destiny had other plans and gave me the whole of him for several incredible hours. Then I bolted again—for the second time in my life. He was Manuel Marchetti. Off-limits. Forbidden. Dangerous. So then why was I unable to forget him? My body and soul came alive only for him. I hoped I’d never see him again, but it wasn’t meant to be. Everywhere I went, the man was there—stealing kisses, making promises, and painting streets red. He seemed to delight in pushing my buttons and demanding more. Much to my dismay, it seemed I was unable to resist him. Then, a chance encounter required his protection. He swept me away to his remote Italian castle and I could feel my resolve cracking under his burning gaze and searing touch. The harder I tried to resist, the faster my body caved. With each passing day, I was starting to realize that by the end of it all, I’d be the one succumbing. Either by the secrets surrounding my life or under his consuming touch.

I had spent my life trapped in a gilded cage, surrounded by villains. The cruel man I was forced to marry saw me as a lesson to be taught, stripping away every piece of my spirit until all that remained was my shadow. He left me in darkness, alone, except for the one flicker of light in my miserable existence: my adoptive daughter. Then they took her away from me too. It didn’t kill me, but something deep inside me died that day. Or so I thought. Giovanni Agosti kidnapped me to “save” me, or so he claimed. But I was done being a pawn in anyone’s game. I would show this captor, with his smoldering gaze and dangerous allure, that no one touched Liana Volkov without consequences. Not even the man I found myself wanting.

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