As the eldest son of Miguel De La Vega, Tomas should have been next in line to lead the family’s crime syndicate. As the bastard child of the Don’s deceased mistress, the opportunity would pass him by. It didn’t matter to him. It kept him out of the spotlight. He preferred being the muscle, taking care of business with his fists or his guns. Let one of his brothers worry about the political side of their corrupt business, and he would clean up their mess. Tomas was damn good at what he did, and everyone knew it. Salome Villanueva was on the run from the one person she should have been able to trust in life… her own father. He’d made a deal with the devil, and she was the payment. Screw that. She wasn’t some whimpering female quaking in her heels. She was strong, independent, and once she knew exactly who was after her besides her own family, she was going to turn the tables on them and show them a hell they would never have imagined. Until then, she would ask for help from the only people she knew of who could protect her. The mafia. The moment Tomas set eyes on the fiery woman, he knew he was going to make Salome his. Salome had more important things to worry about than falling for a De La Vega, no matter how much she might want him. When her enemies get closer, Tomas will do everything in his power to save her, even if it means losing his own life in the process.