Ransom

Eliza Marchetti owes a debt she didn't create.
Her father's ledger is written in numbers she can't pay and promises he never should have made — and when the accounts come due, it isn't money the Marchetti family collects. It's her.
She's delivered to an estate she's only heard whispered about: a fortress of black iron and old money, ruled by a man no one has seen in three years. They call him the Creditor. The staff won't say his name. The windows of his private wing are always dark.
Vincenzo Ricci doesn't leave his estate, and he doesn't explain himself — not to his men, not to the world, and certainly not to the woman his organization delivered to settle a debt he never asked to be paid in flesh. But the moment Eliza refuses to be afraid of him, something in the careful architecture of his isolation starts to crack.
She's not here to be owned. She's here to survive, and then to leave — and every day she stays, she chips at the walls he's spent years building around whatever he's hiding behind that mask.
He tells himself this is business. She tells herself this is temporary. Neither of them believes it by the third week.
But debts have terms, and Vincenzo's world doesn't let go of what it's claimed — not the estate, not the name, and not, he's beginning to fear, her.
This book is intended for mature audiences (18+) and contains explicit content, graphic language, and intense power-dynamic themes.
Tropes: Forced Proximity, Possessive Alpha, Masked/Hidden Identity, Mafia Romance, Slow Burn, Debt/Obligation Arrangement