Emily Murphy
The chipped porcelain of my coffee cup warmed my trembling fingers. Twenty years old, serving cheap Chianti in a faux-Italian trattoria, all while my father's millions sat untouched in some vault. He'd sooner see me scrubbing floors than dipping a toe into his fortune. Then Bernardo walked in, a shadow against the flickering candlelight. Sinfully handsome. Dangerous. One look and I knew my life was about to change. Giving him everything felt right, a forbidden fire in the cold, lonely city. Now, every shadow whispers his name, and the growing secret within me threatens to shatter everything. My father's wrath is a tempest I can't weather. And Bernardo... Bernardo is a whisper in the dark, a promise and a threat I can't decipher.
Bernardo Lombardi
The Saltinotti name still burns like acid on my tongue. A legacy of blood and betrayal, etched into my very being. My father, Tony Lombardi, king of this concrete jungle, carved his empire from their defeat. But the spoils of war came at a price – me. Born from a forbidden union, I'm a walking truce, a living reminder of their shattered power. Then I saw her, Emily, a flicker of innocence in the heart of darkness. She doesn't know what I am, the legacy that clings to me like a shroud. Her touch is a dangerous flame, one that threatens to ignite the smoldering embers of a war I never wanted.
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The chipped porcelain of my coffee cup warmed my trembling fingers. Twenty years old, serving cheap Chianti in a faux-Italian trattoria, all while my father's millions sat untouched in some vault. He'd sooner see me scrubbing floors than dipping a toe into his fortune. Then Bernardo walked in, a shadow against the flickering candlelight. Sinfully handsome. Dangerous. One look and I knew my life was about to change. Giving him everything felt right, a forbidden fire in the cold, lonely city. Now, every shadow whispers his name, and the growing secret within me threatens to shatter everything. My father's wrath is a tempest I can't weather. And Bernardo... Bernardo is a whisper in the dark, a promise and a threat I can't decipher.
Bernardo Lombardi
The Saltinotti name still burns like acid on my tongue. A legacy of blood and betrayal, etched into my very being. My father, Tony Lombardi, king of this concrete jungle, carved his empire from their defeat. But the spoils of war came at a price – me. Born from a forbidden union, I'm a walking truce, a living reminder of their shattered power. Then I saw her, Emily, a flicker of innocence in the heart of darkness. She doesn't know what I am, the legacy that clings to me like a shroud. Her touch is a dangerous flame, one that threatens to ignite the smoldering embers of a war I never wanted.
Sins of the Mistress
Emily Murphy
The chipped porcelain of my coffee cup warmed my trembling fingers. Twenty years old, serving cheap Chianti in a faux-Italian trattoria, all while my father's millions sat untouched in some vault. He'd sooner see me scrubbing floors than dipping a toe into his fortune. Then Bernardo walked in, a shadow against the flickering candlelight. Sinfully handsome. Dangerous. One look and I knew my life was about to change. Giving him everything felt right, a forbidden fire in the cold, lonely city. Now, every shadow whispers his name, and the growing secret within me threatens to shatter everything. My father's wrath is a tempest I can't weather. And Bernardo... Bernardo is a whisper in the dark, a promise and a threat I can't decipher.
Bernardo Lombardi
The Saltinotti name still burns like acid on my tongue. A legacy of blood and betrayal, etched into my very being. My father, Tony Lombardi, king of this concrete jungle, carved his empire from their defeat. But the spoils of war came at a price – me. Born from a forbidden union, I'm a walking truce, a living reminder of their shattered power. Then I saw her, Emily, a flicker of innocence in the heart of darkness. She doesn't know what I am, the legacy that clings to me like a shroud. Her touch is a dangerous flame, one that threatens to ignite the smoldering embers of a war I never wanted.
The chipped porcelain of my coffee cup warmed my trembling fingers. Twenty years old, serving cheap Chianti in a faux-Italian trattoria, all while my father's millions sat untouched in some vault. He'd sooner see me scrubbing floors than dipping a toe into his fortune. Then Bernardo walked in, a shadow against the flickering candlelight. Sinfully handsome. Dangerous. One look and I knew my life was about to change. Giving him everything felt right, a forbidden fire in the cold, lonely city. Now, every shadow whispers his name, and the growing secret within me threatens to shatter everything. My father's wrath is a tempest I can't weather. And Bernardo... Bernardo is a whisper in the dark, a promise and a threat I can't decipher.
Bernardo Lombardi
The Saltinotti name still burns like acid on my tongue. A legacy of blood and betrayal, etched into my very being. My father, Tony Lombardi, king of this concrete jungle, carved his empire from their defeat. But the spoils of war came at a price – me. Born from a forbidden union, I'm a walking truce, a living reminder of their shattered power. Then I saw her, Emily, a flicker of innocence in the heart of darkness. She doesn't know what I am, the legacy that clings to me like a shroud. Her touch is a dangerous flame, one that threatens to ignite the smoldering embers of a war I never wanted.
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| BN ID: | 2940163021369 |
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| Publisher: | Madam Lexi Black |
| Publication date: | 09/07/2020 |
| Series: | The Frank Lucianus Mafia Series , #4 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 221 KB |
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