Filthy Lies

I married my boss. Got pregnant by my boss. . . Things have gotten complicated.

Walking in on Vincent Russo mid tryst was never meant to lead to marriage—especially when he was supposed to marry someone else. But love with a mob boss is never conventional. The man I fell for was all dominant commands and filthy promises. Now we’re married, he’s overprotective. Paranoid.

But I’m not that innocent little assistant anymore.

The boardroom where he used to bend me over his desk is now where I sit beside him.

But when enemies target our unborn child, Vincent reverts to his old ways. So I do what any self-respecting mafia wife would do:
I remind him exactly who he married.

And when our enemies make the mistake of kidnapping me while I'm in labour?
They're about to find out, too.